Agreed mate. it was exciting and boss.
Can still here the fax machine like squeal that was the wondrous sound of a game loading via audio tape.
Loved mastering [basic] BASIC, so I could break into me little brother's game programmes and change all the screen wording to things like "Sconeheads just died cos he's fucking shite" , or "Welcome Gayer 1".
I started with a ZX80, then graduated to the Spectrum. Remember being absolutely awestruck when a mate of mine got a Commodore which had a massive 256K of RAM. Shove your dual quad core processors up your arse, THAT was real technology!
Our school was very early in on the scene too - boss computer room with 20 brand spanking new BBC micros in it. Most popular room in the gaff by a mile.
Had a very early PONG game which cost a tenner from Boots. 4 games on it [squash: 1 little bat, tennis: 1 little bat v another, footy: 2 little bats v 2" and hockey: 4v4], and the sound came out the box itself, not your telly [which, of course, you had to manually tune until the impossibly exciting black screen hove into view].
Onwards an upwards to my Atari console - £30 quid for spaceys, in about 1977!!! A lad in our school got one for chrimbo. Unfortunately, his Ma didnt have a proper handle on the new tech, so she had just bought him the cartridge, not the console itself!
Im nearly 48 now, and I still love arsing about with video games/computers etc. Me arl fellas the same, and he's 70 this year!