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What is The Recycle Warehouse?
The Recycle Warehouse is a brand name of Guildcross Contracting Services Ltd. The Managing Director is John Halladay.
Registered Office: 92 Park Rd. Camberley. Surrey. GU15 3NY. United Kingdom.
Registered at Companies House: 05296198. VAT Registration: 907 8422 14
The Recycle Warehouse trades online at www.therecyclewarehouse.com.
What does The Recycle Warehouse do?
We find and sell all kinds of products to the public. Our products are made almost entirely from recycled materials.
What do you mean, 'almost entirely from recycled materials'? Isn't everything recycled?
Not quite. We do our best but sometimes some raw materials just don't lend themselves to recycling. For example, nails and screws may be new, as may be other fixings such as adhesives. Often this is for Health & Safety reasons. Similarly, some colourings or varnishes are new. Where possible, the very small percentage of our product components that haven't been recycled are taken from renewable resources and/or are obtained from suppliers with ethical credentials.
Do you make everything yourselves?
No. We have a range of suppliers who make our products. We also have affiliations with major retailers and wholesalers. The Recycle Warehouse is one of the few places where you can find only products that are made from recycled materials, in one place.
Can you make something special?
It depends what you need. Give us a call or email us and ask.
I make things that you might like, can I market them via The Recycle Warehouse?
Email or call us with details and we can discuss your ideas.
With all this stuff you fly in - Mexico, Philippines, Morocco - aren't you polluting, just a bit?
Good question! We do our best to source from ethical suppliers, all of whom are as concerned about the state of the planet as you and we are. We try to offset, for example, in partnership with UK charity, The Woodland Trust, PlanetSilverchilli and Silverchilli have started planting trees in woods around the UK. It takes just 5 trees to neutralise the carbon from one of their deliveries which flies from Mexico to London. So, the answer to the question is we aim to offset the carbon that our imports generate. We'll keep on trying and soon we'll be able to calculate our own carbon footprint and we'll display it prominently on the site.
Why buy it from you when I can get it new in my local department store?
You haven't been paying attention, have you? The Recycle Warehouse is not just another web-based store. We are trying to save the planet here. By buying from us you are lowering your carbon footprint, cutting back on the use of natural resources and keeping a clean conscience. Get real, dude.
You sound a bit 'preachy'.
...and that's the way we're going to stay.
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A BRAVE AND STARTLING TRUTH: We, the people on a small and lonely planet/ Travelling through causal space/ Past aloof stars, across the way of indifferent suns/ To a destination where all signs tell us/ It is possible and imperative that we discover/ A brave and startling truth/ And when we come to it/ To the day of peacemaking/ When we release our fingers/ From fists of hostility/ And allow the pure air to cool our palms/ When the curtain falls on the minstrel show of hate/ And faces sooted with scorn are scrubbed clean/ When battlefields and coliseum/ No longer rake our unique and particular sons and daughters/ Up with the bruised and bloody grass/ To lie in identical plots in foreign lands/ When the pennants are waving gaily/ When the banners of the world tremble/ Stoutly in the good, clean breeze/ When we come to it/ When we let the rifles fall from our shoulders/ And children dress their dolls in flags of truce/ When land mines of death have been removed/ And the aged may walk into evenings of peace/ When religious ritual isn’t perfumed/ By the incense of burning flesh/ And childhood dreams are not kicked awake/ By nightmares of abuse/ When we come to it/ Then we will confess that not the Pyramids/ With their stones set in mysterious perfection/ Not the Gardens of Babylon/ Hanging as eternal beauty/ In our collective memory/ Not the Grand Canyon/ Kindled in delicious color/ By Western sunsets/ Not the Danube flowing in its blue soul into Europe/ Not the sacred peak of Mount Fugi/ Stretching to the rising sun/ Neither Father Amazon nor Mother Mississippi who, without favor,/ Nurture all creatures in the depths and on the shores/ These are not the only wonders of the world/ When we come to it/ We, this people, on this minuscule and kithless globe/ Who reach daily for the bomb, the blade, the dagger/ Yet who petition in the dark for tokens of peace/ We, this people on this moat of matter/ In whose mouths abide cantankerous words/ Which challenge our existence/ Yet out of those same mouths/ Can come songs of such exquisite sweetness/ That the heart falters in its labor/ And the body is quieted into awe/ We, this people, on this small and drifting planet/ Whose hands can strike with such abandon/ That in a twinkling, life is sapped from the living/ Yet those same hands can touch with such healing, irresistible tenderness/ That the haughty neck is happy to bow/ And the proud back is glad to bend/ Out of such chaos, of such contradiction/ We learn that we are neither devils or divines/ When we come to it/ We, this people, on this wayward, floating earth/ Have the power to fashion for this earth/ A climate where every man and every woman/ Can live freely without sanctimonious piety/ And without crippling fear/ When we come to it/ We must confess that we are the possible/ We are the miraculous, the true wonders of the world/ That is when, and only when/ We come to it./ (Maya Angelou) Copyright: Random House