In those days it was common to see many boys swimming naked in the local lake by my house. People use to walk past and nobody took any notice of the fact the boys were nude. At home, some houses still did not have a bath, and boys were bathed in a large copper hip hath in the kitchen. People were always coming in and out of peoples houses and would see the boy. Those that had baths needed mum to wash their hair. There was none of the nonsense that after about nine boys should not be seen nude by their mothers that exists today. Nor was the policy that requires certain degrees of privacy in showers at school like now. All the boys just showered in one big area. It was common for boys to see each other naked, they often played in the lake together naked, they were seen naked by their family and were seen naked both by people they knew and those they did not know. It was just good discipline and common that the bottom had to be bared for effective and fair caning.
Thoughts of an Abusive but Aparant Wartime Headmaster7
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Encounters at Boarding School in the 1960s25
We rushed through the hall which was normally out of bounds and were just staring to panic as we...
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Corporal Punishment & Slipper Sizes11
I feel I must correct this. The use of a smooth slipper was described as “fairer on the boy’s...
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The Plimsol & Court Case1
Does anybody remember the famous court case from about 20 years ago, about a teacher (from a mixed northern...
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Corporal Punishment & Fear6
“Were girls at school fearful of: unjust punishment? inappropriate punishment? punishment by someone who was not their parent? punishment...
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The Teacher Paddle2
I remember being taken for my first time very vividly. Up until that point, I had had my legs...
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Views on Suspect Teachers from the Good Old Days5
The problem with the administration of CP now becomes the number of monitors who need to monitor the...
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Caning on the Hands9
You tried to put on a brave face when you hands were being caned. Generally the most painful place...
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A Trip to the Head17
“Shall we get started?” She hoped off the desk and held out her hand. Frightened beyond belief, but somehow...