Mum didn’t often smack either me or my younger sister Emily, but when she did, she made a ‘proper job’ of it.
The one I remember most vividly was when I was eight and Emily would be six. We had been little sods for Mum all day long and after quite a few times of being shouted at, she finally put us both ‘on notice’ of a smacked backside each if we didn’t ‘shape up’.