When I was pregnant with DD, I used to go for a wander every afternoon because if I didn't, I got awful night cramps.
One time, I was walking past a house and the lady who lived there was chucking stuff in a skip. She spotted me and said "oh, I hope you don't mind me asking, but are you pregnant?". Bless her, I was 7 months gone but I guess she worried she might offend me.
I said yes and she said, well, if you don't mind, I have lots and lots of lovely baby things, they've only be used on my youngest and I'm not having any more children, would you like them because I was going to put them in the skip otherwise.
Oh. My. God.
The stuff! The stuff she had, it was amazing! I only took a look to be polite as I assumed that if it was going in a skip it would be crap but nope.
My neighbor ended up driving me back as she had brand new tagged clothes and blankets, lovely toys, bootees, bottle warmers, you name it, she had it, all top of the range, all in beautiful condition, must have cost a lot of money.
I took a bottle of wine and abox of chocolates for her afterwards.
About 3 weeks afterwards, spotted a skip with some vintage hifi in and records, knocked and asked may I come back with my DP, we collect vinyl so it would be going to a good home. He was a lovely old man who had no family, was pleased to see it rescued from a skip, he had worked at a record label from the 60s to the late 80s, gave us stacks of vinyl we still have now.
He got a bottle of brandy (we asked what his tipple was). One record he gave us was a rare Jimi Hendrix version of Electric Ladyland, with the naked ladies on the front. Worth a load but we live Hendrix so that's going nowhere.
I love a good skip!