Hi there, all,
There's a true horror story somewhere on the Web about a lady research worker who discovered, the hard way, that her rubber gloves weren't impervious to organic mercury (a liquid compound). Over a period, the mercury migrated to her brain, causing her motor functions and other faculties to progressively and irrevocably deteriorate with eventual fatal consequence! The quantity involved was very small.
So, I reckon, mercury in any form is stuff to be treated with extreme care.
Having written that, one of my retirement projects was to renovate a Kew Pattern barometer. It was ex-RAF surplus and I'd bought it, semi-derelict, from the H.W.English emporium in Essex. At that time, I was well short of retirement age and I steadily accumulated mercury, mostly from the ampoules on Londex relays bought from surplus dealers. Eventually, I had about 1½ kilos.
The barometer needed a new tube but glass-blowing was not one of my skills and I couldn't locate an affordable tube. Then, as I approached my 80s, I realised that I was going to have to cull some of the items on my list of retirement projects. The tube problem put the barometer renovation high on the list!
By this time, mercury's status as an undesirable possession had risen enormously. I was determined to dispose of it safely but fearful that 'putting my head above the parapet' might lead to our street being invaded by the men in space suits!!!!
Eventually, I decided that I had to do something. A web search gave the addresses for several waste disposal companies but a friend with connections in the recycling industry spoke of the need for special 'flasks' for conveyance of mercury. (I think these are for large quantities – small quantities didn't seem to be catered for. )
Then I was advised that a few of the household waste disposal sites (aka ' tip' ) in my County have special licenses to accept limited quantities of hazardous materials. These are principally intended to deal with stuff like bleach or Roundup. Nothing venture, nothing gained, so I carefully double-packed my mercury and offered it to the nearest licensed site. Much to my relief, the site operator accepted it with zero ceremony. You'd have thought visits like mine were an every day occurrence.
So, if you are in a similar situation, don't despair. Look at your County's web-site and see if your local waste disposal sites are similarly licensed.
Best regards,
Swarf, Mostly!
P.S.: I don't live in Essex these days.