I advertised my old sofa on Facebook marketplace, free to anyone that would come and get it.
The guy gave me £20.
When my grandad decided not to drive any longer he advertised his car free to anybody who wanted it in the local newsagent. A young man with a little boy came to look at it and said it was perfect but insisted he take some money for it. Grandad refused, and some bartering took place where they pushed some £10 notes into each others hands for what seemed like an eternity,
Eventually the young man left with the car and the money. But the next day there was £200 pushed through the letterbox.
So grandad put it in an envelope and got the bus to the guy’s house (as he had his address for paperwork) and put it through HIS door. This then went over for a couple of months until the guy turned up with a huge bunch of flowers for my Nan, a really nice warm winter coat for grandad, and a load of ‘treat’ foods like boxes of chocolates, biscuits, etc, saying he’d spent the money and now they’d have to accept it. I think that’s where my Spirograph came from, too. There was definitely a toy in there of some kind for me.
Anyway, they kept in touch many years, just through Christmas cards and such, but it was nice.