Eventually, mother put me in the seat of the shopping cart. It was uncomfortable against my sore bottom and I remember wriggling about as we finished the shopping. Mother saw me squirming and used it as a teaching moment to remind me that I must behave or I would find myself in the same position again.
I’m not sure what happened afterwards this because the memory cuts out. However, I do remember mother keeping a wooden spoon in her handbag after that and she didn’t hesitate to use it on either my own bottom or those of my siblings. And it certainly wasn’t the last time I was spanked in public.