We had a stage in our garage. My Mom hired some neighborhood teenagers to build the wooden platform in exchange for a little extra spending money. This was the big time. Broadway on Meadow Rd… complete with working stage lights. At one point, we had a trapeze swing in our living room overlooking the gravel and grass covered back yard. I suppose it made complete sense for wild monkeys, which we girls certainly were at times, to have a trapeze in the house.
It was fun, and when you really think about it there is simply no real reason NOT to have a trapeze in your house just because no one else does.