I have already related how my sister Tina smacked my bottom for rummaging through her underwear drawer. Now, I would like to tell you about how she came to be even more intimately involved in my day-to-day discipline, administering regular corporal punishment.
It was during the summer, and for some reason most of our relatives were away – which was unusual for our largish family. Anyhow, my mum was on a refresher course for work in London and for some reason my dad had to go away for a couple of days.