Towards the end of my ‘spanking years’, I can remember a couple of occasions when she presumably deemed me too big to go over her knee and I was required to bend over, hands on knees, as we were required to do at school when receiving corporal punishment.
Her choice of tool for the job rarely varied. I can remember getting the wooden spoon once (again, I think it was one of the later ‘big boy’ smackings) and certainly I have felt the back of her hand, but usually it was the slipper making our bottoms sore. This was an ordinary lady’s house slipper with a sky-blue velour upper and a flexible, very stingy rubber sole. It was an old one of mum’s kept especially for smacking boys’ bottoms. When required it would be taken out, with due ceremony, from a drawer in the sideboard where it was kept.