The Ghost of Nanny Mitchel

For some unknown reason, Nanny Mitchel resented being called Granny or Grandmother. It is possible that having the latter titles made her feel old. However having been born in nineteen seventeen, by the time her only grandson Peter was born, she was, indeed already old. Back in those days, we are talking about the late […]

Matts Sister

I had been dating my boyfriend Matt for over a year. We didn’t talk much about the discipline in our homes, but I had some idea of how Matt’s parents handled disobedience. Although Matt rarely mentioned the subject, I knew his father had taken a belt to him on a few occasions when he was […]

The Slipper at Home

I have read many nostalgic posts relating to home slipperings, and as one who was regularly slippered by both parents, i am interested to know what type of slipper was used. I remember my mum’s flat mule slipper having a nasty sting as I think it had a plastic sole. I also remember an espadrille […]

Euphemisms for Spanking

Over my nearly 82 years, there have been many euphemisms used for spanking, here I a few I am aware of. Tan your hide Shine your hine Pine your hine (paddles made of pine) Heat to the seat Barbequed butt Garden whacks (no clothes at all) Smoked fanny Glowing Glutes Damaged derrière Warmed ham Sizzling Seat […]

Punished at Home

I knew very little of girls being spanked by their parents when I was growing up. I do remember a few instances of girls being spanked by their parents in the late 1960s when I was in my late teens. I remember the girls at the youth club firmly stressing that one of their numbers […]

A Mothers Paddle in the 1940s

In the late nineteen forties, it was common practice for parents to punish their offspring with spanking. However, I reached a certain age in my formative years realizing I had never had one. It appeared that all my friends spent many a time having their bottoms smacked over their respective parent’s laps. However, it appeared […]

Felipe & I Part 4

  My father told me to fetch the slipper from the green box in his bedroom closet. He also told Felipe to go to his room. As my brother closed his door, he whispered to me “Good luck,” which I really appreciated. When I had the slipper, I stopped off in my bedroom to resignedly […]

Felipe & I Part 3

  As soon as I was in bed, I burst into tears. The punishment, I felt, had been excessive for the crime. A few smacks for swearing might have been in order, but this was a serious beating. Felipe agreed, for he was not tearful but angry. I heard him muttering curses under his breath, […]