Later, at boarding school, my dad was caned by prefects.
He also administered the occasional punishment himself in time – although, as a fair-minded man, I can’t imagine that he abused this privilege.
Dad was quite philosophical about his boarding school experiences – he said that the prefects maintained discipline, so allowing the masters to teach.
I remember once watching my sister being spanked by Mum with a light kitchen spatula.
Perhaps rather inadvisedly, my sister’s response to the smacking was to keep yelling ‘it doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt’.
Quite possibly it didn’t, but it was still a foolish thing to say!
That aside, my only real experiences of CP were at school.
I attended a small private primary school.
One boy had his knuckles rapped with a his ruler by the strict headmistress (and proprietor), but I think he was more upset by the fact that the punishment broke his ruler, rather than the pain in his hand.