Hastings County never fails to surprise

I am aching to have that ceramic-topped kitchen table from Revival Store – a new discovery in the north end of Hastings County. Please don't get to it before I do!

I am aching to have this enamel-topped kitchen table from Revival Store – a new discovery in the north end of Hastings County. Please don’t get to it before I do!

I have spies and accomplices, you know. Some of them have known me most of my life, and some of them have met me (in the flesh, at least) only weeks ago. Thanks to my ramblings here at Meanwhile, at the Manse, they’ve got me figured out, and they understand (and often share) my enthusiasms for Queensborough, Hastings County, local history, mid-20th-century furniture, the 1960s, turquoise, aprons, the hymns of Charles Wesley, etc. etc. etc. And they share their knowledge and findings.

Who wouldn't want a starburst clock? Didn't everybody's grandparents have one of them in their wood-panelled "rump room"? (Photo from Revival Store)

Who wouldn’t want a starburst clock? Didn’t everybody’s grandparents have one of them in their wood-panelled “rump room“? (Photo from Revival Store)

Here’s the latest, and it’s a good one: a tip from my friend Brenda, who lives in Madoc, about a shop she discovered thanks to a craft show in Corbyville (just north of Belleville) last weekend. It’s called Revival Store, it’s on Detlor Road off Highway 62 just south of Bancroft (“an easy day trip for you and Raymond from the Manse,” as Brenda says), and what a place!

Like another of my recent Hastings County discoveries, the wonderful shop called Chickadelic in the village of Stirling, Revival Store specializes in reinventing and renewing vintage items; the philosophy is waste not, want not, and find good stuff. And thanks to this philosophy, if you’re the customer, you’re very likely to find awesome things thanks to people who have retrieved and repurposed vintage goods.

If you check out Revival Store here (which I urge you to do), you’ll probably be asking yourself the same question I had when Brenda’s email arrived: who knew there was such cool stuff going on in the remote nooks and crannies of northern Hastings County?

But wait a minute: why be so surprised? Raymond and I have been poking around Hastings County for a year and a half now, and are well aware that we have only scratched the surface. (Which is about all you can do with the soil in much of this Canadian Shield country.) It is a place that the world at large has not yet discovered.

Just some of us. The lucky ones.

Remember rumpus rooms? Rump rooms? Anybody?

Our vintage Twister game advertises itself as "A GREAT PART GAME INDOORS in family or rumpus rooms." Rumpus rooms! Does that take you back?

Our vintage Twister game (which as you can see we bought at a bazaar for $1) advertises itself as “A GREAT PARTY GAME INDOORS in family or rumpus rooms.” Rumpus rooms! Does that not take you back?

This past weekend has been a busy and very pleasant time for Raymond and me as family from New England have visited us here in Montreal. We love having family visit us! However, the fact that our visitors include children has reminded us (yet again) that our place here is very much set up for people without kids, and that we may need to do some work on the being-kid-friendly front. And that goes for the Manse too, because what with extended family on the Sedgwick side and the Brassard side there are a lot of great kids in our lives. And all of that leads me to: rump rooms.

Yes you do. You know what I mean. Rump rooms! Short for “rumpus rooms.” The room where the kids would go to cause a rumpus! A rumpus, people! Every “modern” house had one back in the day. The 1960s, I mean. And the first half of the 1970s. A place for the kids to be parked for rumpusing, roughhousing, “rassling,” playing board games, talking amongst themselves, etc.

Actually, now that I think about it, I think the “rump room” may have been a place for kids to be parked, period. Leave the parents in peace already. They deserve a break. And perhaps a cocktail. Or five.