The first self-service junkyard I ever experienced was an Oakland outfit called U-Pull-It. Its logo featured a Q*bert-esque alien raygunning parts and the whole outfit was housed in a roofless abandoned factory building. This U-Pull-it in Scotland isn't like that.
Apparently it's possible to to be locked up alone with a de-engined junker for seven hours and pick it cleaner than the East India Company extracting all the wealth from a once-prosperous colony. We can thank Battles for documenting his experience stripping an Astra: