A real hit single

It was the autumn of 1972, and as you will see, I have no problem remembering or confirming the date.

That summer I had turned 13 and considered myself quite the grown-up young lady. Although my parents had occasionally smacked me when I was younger, it had been some years since my last experience of corporal punishment – a dose of the slipper, bare bottomed, over my dad’s knee at around nine years old.

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