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!