One of my favourites - Years and years back, i was walking to the pub. This particular pub happened to be next to an old fashioned scrap merchants. On the way to the pub, i walked past a skip. Now im sure folk here are familiar with the way your eyes get drawn to skips? My girlfriend clocks me doing it - she calls it "skip eyes"! Anyhow, a few bits of copper pipe (this was before scrap was as known as it seems to be now) - that was the drinks paid for. I remember it not because it was high value, or even an impressive find, but simply as it was so perfect - the pub was next to the yard, i was going to the pub, and the skip was on my way.