Suffice it to say, that I had never before, and have never since, experienced such an excruciating intensity of sheer agony as that caning produced.
To have to watch my poor little mate receive his punishment, as tears flooded from my eyes and I danced from foot to foot, rubbing frantically at my throbbing backside, which was an inferno of indescribable pain, made it that much worse.
Even worse still, was being marched by the head back to our classroom, two frantically sobbing, agonized little wrecks,to be excoriated by him out in front of the class of solemn-faced boys, and our satisfied-looking form-master.
We certainly didn’t present as the two brazen little jack-the-lads that had left that same classroom a little earlier.
It was a salutary lesson.