I have a G4 tower that I took home from my first redundancy (a coming of modern age, I guess). I might have not specifically asked about this (they were closing the office), it sort of joined the rest of my stuff in the back of my scenic taxi ride home. I always figure that if you're leaving a business, you may as well surf out the door on a big wave of expenses. I will, however, quibble, dear taxi driver, whether Rotherhithe and Peckham count as scenic though bonus points for running up a £150 bill getting to zone 2.
Anyway, it sits in the summer house. It weighs a ton, the heatsink in that beast is almighty and yet it still sounds like an idling 747. Lovely machine though. I just like opening the sides for no good reason other than look! innards! I'm not allowed to bring it back to the house for some obscure reason. Somewhere, quite possibly my parents' loft, I have a Mac Plus (hmm, might be an SE). If they've not thrown it out, my dad is far too fat to clamber up there now.