We decided to observe from under the back porch where we could look through a small window.
There we would be able to see what went on in the basement ironing room in Jennifer‘s house.
When Jennifer went into the house, we went around the back of her house and took up our position by the window.
Success was ours, Jennifer’s mother had already taken her to the ironing room and closed the curtains.
However, we still had a clear view over the top of the curtains.
We heard the scolding and the offered apologies.
I recall her mother’s words
“You’re about to get the worst spanking of your life young lady”.