The power of the smack

I’ve read many of the stories on your website and many of them concern parents who employed an implement to whip their naughty kids into shape. However, my own mum only ever needed one tool to teach her son a salutary lesson – the palm of her hand!

Admittedly, like many mothers of her time, she was perhaps more accustomed to manual work than many of today’s parents. All I know is that she had a bloody hard hand, which had no problem reducing me to a wet mess from two years old right the way through to 15.

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