It was eleven years ago, almost to the day, I wrote my first back-up CD. The information contained on it is still relevant and fascinating to look through as a time capsule. It’s just that I can’t get the darned stuff off it. That is, I can, just can’t use it. It had to happen and I share the blame 50:50 between myself and Stuffit’s owners, currently Smith Micro.

Back in 1996 when the CD was burned, computers came with on-board RAM that would fill the average low-key graphics card nowadays. Hard disks were smaller than the space occupied by today’s decent first person shoot-em-up and would never be able to accommodate a software suite such as Adobe’s CS. Empty space in 1996 measured in megabytes as today’s is gigabytes, meaning it was possible to back-up an entire computer to one or two CDs.

Publishing then was still at the cutting edge of computer innovation, needing ever more space and power as the boundaries of possibility were stretched. As we already had a collection of external hard disks, removable media and a billion floppy disks, CDs seemed a good solution, able to hold what felt like an enormous amount of information. Little did we suspect that things would go full-circle and hard drives would again become the cheapest form of mass storage and transportation. One of our large-format, full-colour books recently took 6 DVDs to transport, an unbelievable amount of data in 1996.

The 1996 CD in question took about an hour to make and verify at a heady 2x speed. On it are document back-ups and more importantly, 19MB of maps I need for a job in hand. At that time we were using a compression application called Disk Doubler which could compress and decompress files on the fly. It meant we could squeeze more on our hard disks and it was these files copied onto the CD. Disk Doubler remained a feature of our computing until Apple moved to Mac OS X. Stuffit has been around almost as long and for years its free Stuffit Expander could open Disk Doubled files but unbeknown to us, this feature was abandoned a few versions ago.

This year our laptop died, it didn’t have a hard life and could run old System 9 natively unlike our desktop Macs. They, being IBM G5 PPC powered, will still run the old Apple System in the Classic emulated environment but the relevant Stuffit version needs the real McCoy to install into. So we are… er… stuffed and the 19MB of maps might as well be on the moon.

Our real problem is that much of the huge collection of CD back-ups will also contain compressed files. The information is there, we just cannot access it anymore. In many respects this is a good thing. After filling drawer after drawer with CDs, then DVDs before moving onto shoe boxes and lately the spindles the blanks come on, we are just about CD’ed out. Our database will say exactly which CD contains the files we want but it cannot tell us where the darned thing is. One late-night misfiling can take hours to rectify and besides, we’ve run out of names to call the boxes.

It looks like our garden will sprout a whole new crop of bird scarers, the only other use we can put the useless disks to. Not than the pigeons seem to mind, instead of scaring them the CDs act as a physical barrier between brassicas and birds.