I was sent up to my room after tea.
Uncle came up in his uniform shirt and trousers with the slipper in his hand.
I was told to bend over his right knee.
I was dreading the slipper after the long session.
The punishment was pretty heavy but the waiting was the most intolerable, heart-stopping thing.
I thought I’d get away with it, but no
Before Dad came back, he called to tell me how disappointed he was and that I had an appointment in his bedroom, which meant a hiding over the chair