Dubious claims to fame

In 1972 I formed my first band, an acoustic folk-rock duo, with a talented guitarist named Dave. The commerciality of our style (a cross between the Incredible String Band and Yes) may be gauged by our name, which was Peculiar Lucan Sauce. Be that as it may, I used to repair regularly to Dave’s house in Guildford to rehearse, and very nice coffee his Mum served, too.

I now find that Dave’s house is the one directly next door to that of Alan Turing’s family from 1927-1939, which Turing used to visit when he came home from boarding at Sherborne School. Of course, I never knew about it back in the 1970s, firstly because Alan Turing was still a State Secret, and secondly because he had not yet become a gay ikon. But there’s now a blue plaque on No 22, which would no doubt fill Dave’s heart with pride if he hadn’t moved away long ago.

Still, it would be nice to think that the young genius (Alan, that is, not Dave) might have bumped into my father, three years his junior, in a bicycle shop or somewhere during the school holidays. But sadly it’s unlikely, because Dad, as the son of a mechanical engineer who made lathes, was lucky to get a scholarship to the local grammar school, rather than being family-funded to go away to Sherborne. That said, Guildford Royal Grammar School is actually some forty years older than Sherborne, though it got its charter from King Edward VI two years later. But even if Dad had the opportunity to go to Cambridge, he’d likely have been swanning around playing saxophone rather than changing the world. And the RAF in Nigeria was, it’s true, not Bletchley Park.

My own house back in the 1970s has no view of blue plaques. Our road’s greatest claim to fame is that one of the kids on the bus home, little Charlie Secrett, became the Director of Friends of the Earth UK. And the pretty but unapproachable girl down the lane, with the yellow plastic mac, became a TV soap star.

Well-familiar with hob-nobbing celebrities, me.

Charter of Royal Grammar School of King Edward VI, Guildford, 1552

Charter of Royal Grammar School of King Edward VI, Guildford, 1552

Jon Garvey

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Training in medicine (which was my career), social psychology and theology. Interests in most things, but especially the science-faith interface. The rest of my time, though, is spent writing, playing and recording music.
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2 Responses to Dubious claims to fame

  1. Merv Bitikofer Merv Bitikofer says:

    Well, at least now I can vicariously hobnob through you now too with only one more degree of removal. Let me practice … “I blog with a guy who started a band with a fellow whose house was right next door to the Turing family’s house.” Or closer to the point … “whose dad could feasibly have bumped into Alan Turing himself”. By the time I forget a couple of details you will have been a personal friend of the Turing family somehow. Still … pretty cool!

    My younger son, who is studying computer science, emailed me the title of one of his texts this semester: “The Most Human Human” by Brian Christian. It is available as a pdf to read online and I’m a couple chapters in. It looks very promising as an interesting read on what it means to be human in an age of AI competitions in “Turing Tests” (the main subject matter of the book). But he is using the history of the Turing test as a platform to approach the whole subject of “what it means to be human” in a very interesting way.

  2. Jon Garvey Jon Garvey says:

    Merv

    It seems the Turings moved to Scillonian Road next, and I used to pass that on the bus every morning on the way to school, so …

    I see “Evolution News and Views” has a piece on Turing and the Turing Test today (quite coincidental – I did mine before I saw it). Seems to overlap with your source, and it’s interesting so I’ll try and find the book online.

    One thing I found interesting in the ENV post was the description of emergence as a mystically inevitable result of complexity. Slightly amusing in that the “stock” (inaccurate) materialist accusation against ID is that it says “Too complex to be natural, therefore God”.

    So are the alternative explanations divided between “design -> complexity” and “complexity -> design”? It’s a neat choice, anyway. I wonder which is closer to experience?

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