I was stood back on my feet and got a hug as I cried into my grandmother.
She told me she still loved me, and that I could come out of my room when I had stopped crying and was ready to say sorry and behave myself.
I finally emerged about 15 minutes later and said sorry like a good girl to both my grandmother and grandfather.
They were both drinking coffee and eating a cookie but because I was still being punished, I wasn’t given one.
However, after dinner my grandmother relented and I finally got to taste the cookies which had cost me such a well-smacked bottom.