So, Becta is no more. Alas poor Becta! I knew him well…*
Too well in fact. After a short spell in the early 1990’s working on secondment for NCET, the forerunner of Becta, and a number of more recent associations with the mighty micro mammoth, surely one of the most welcome decisions of the new ConLib demolition government has been to officially dismantle, scrap and abolish (depending on which news report you read) this outrageous waste of public money. It’s not that it didn’t employ some interesting and capable people (and a few who weren’t), but it was too bound up in its own administrative procedures and ways of doing things that must be done that way, with the result that its ability to actually influence change and make things happen was extremely limited.
Anyway, for digital posterity, I hope those of you who have worked with, for or against NCET or Becta over the past 20 years will take this opportunity to record some of your personal memories of your experiences using the comment box below.
Rest in PCs, Becta.
* The Shakespearean scholars amongst you will doubtless be quick to point out, that this is in fact a common mis-quotation, the original being ‘Alas poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio;..’