hey look at it this way... you're keeping it out of landfill a bit longer
I know what you mean though... it's the lure of finding an undiscovered faberge egg in amongst some old dear's box of bingo clink...
a lass I know was telling me recently about when the hairdressers she worked at got done out. They had a load of matching barbers chairs in there. They were ace, proper big heavy 1960s jobs with oil-filled stands and hydraulics to do all the tilt & height adjustment and stuff. I reckon if you could have got them cleaned up they'd be worth a fortune, but the builders just lobbed them in a skip.
