Holiday hell

I was brought up in England and was treated very much like any other of my frequently-naughty friends. Bad behaviour brought swift, often instantaneous retribution.

My parents had a trailer (i.e. caravan – Ed) in a park at the seaside in North Wales, and we often used to spend weekends there. I remember one time when I went to the trailer with my two young cousins and their mother, my aunty. She was a big, no-nonsense woman who believed in over-the-knee spanking for the sins of her two sons.

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