Many years ago, much to the annoyance of my mother, I used to run upstairs to my bedroom most evenings after school to change into my football kit.
I usually ignored her warning of ‘do you want a smacked bottom?’ as she rarely put me over her knee when I was being naughty.
However, one memorable evening, my Aunty Janet literally took matters into her own hands.
Without asking Mum first, I ran straight upstairs to my room after school and was surprised to see my aunt sitting on the edge of my bed.
I do remember having a smirk on my face as she like mum had many times before, asked me as she left: ‘Do you want a smacked bottom?”
Shortly afterward and without any warning, Aunty Janet returned just as I was getting changed.
On reflection, her timing was perfect, as she was now able to give me a very traditional naughty boy’s smacking over her knee.
Although it was a long time ago,
I still remember my aunty smacking my bottom very hard for what seemed a long time.
Also, I haven’t forgotten her really telling me off as I stood in front of her with my sore bottom.
Never again did I change into my football kit without asking first – but it was not the last time that my Aunty Janet put me over her knee!