By the time most readers read this, it will be Saturday. And really, what are Saturdays all about? I think you know the answer: yard sales.
Last Saturday, the village of Madoc was absolutely abuzz with yard sales (and an auction sale or two, and an estate sale). It was probably a combination of it being a long weekend and the town being full of visitors thanks to the Madoc Motocross event, something that comes to town three or four times a year and fills the fairgrounds with the trucks and trailers of participants and spectators. It’s not my cup of tea, but I am reliably informed that revenues from the Motocross have been very helpful in keeping up the fairgrounds, and that that in turn helps the venerable Madoc Fair (coming up next weekend, and Raymond and I hope to be there!). So if it brings in people and revenue, who’s to complain?
Anyway, yes, yard sales. It was a hot, bright day, there were yard sales on practically every corner, and boy did Raymond and I take advantage of them, as you can see from the photo. Among the loot:
- An obscure 1950s/’60s board game called Rack-O. (Hey, we have no TV at the Manse; we have to do something of an evening.)
- A couple of nice marine-themed framed prints.
- Yet another addition to my growing collection of Cherry Ames novels for would-be “career gals” of the 1940s and ’50s (Cherry being a nurse and occasional sleuth; but weren’t they all occasional sleuths?).
- Vintage soft-drink (“pop,” as we used to call them) bottles: Tab, Orange Crush, Wilson’s Ginger Ale and Canada Dry Ginger Ale. (Remember that old TV ad “Ginger ale tastes like love; Canada Dry tastes like love”? You can relive it here.)
- An Expo 67 apron (which brings my Manse apron collection – you might recall it started with the gift of a fantastic turquoise one made by our friend Margaret – to two).
- A bound collection of magazines about Montreal from 1968, prepared for the city under Mayor Jean Drapeau and co-edited by the late, legendary Bill Bantey, a great Montreal journalist and the father of our friend and colleague Mark Bantey, the Montreal Gazette‘s lawyer. (He keeps us out of trouble.)
- A china display plate commemorating centennial year by reproducing the famous painting of the Fathers of Confederation in Charlottetown.
- Some minature Tim Horton’s coffee pots and cups, Christmas-tree ornaments.
- An early-’60s Mother Goose nursery-rhyme book and a 1972 Family Circle cookbook (I am a sucker for mid-century cookbooks, especially the ones with colour photographs of the “delicious” dishes that often feature Jell-O and pineapple rings and whatnot – and this one is particularly sweet because a previous owner has written favourite recipes and their page numbers inside the front cover, and by gum I am going to try them no matter how weird they might be).
- A great set of half a dozen bone-handled (and sharp!) steak knives.
- A tin that once housed buckwheat honey, a substance that is the basis of a funny story in Sedgwick family lore.
- A couple of vintage travel books (another thing I am a sucker for) about Ireland.
- And perhaps the best of all, a brand-new set of socket wrenches, which have already been put to use by Raymond on his truck.
And the photo doesn’t even show the dozen or so vinyl records we turned up, including (be still my beating heart) some classic K-Tel collections! And one or two other things that might become the subject of future posts.
All in all, an excellent haul for not very much money. And more than that, a whole lot of fun.