I’m somewhat old-fashioned in my ways, so when our only child Orlando was born, there was no question that he would find himself over my knee at various times while he was growing up.
I first used corporal punishment when he had just turned three. It was a traditional little boy’s spanking – trousers and pants down to his ankles and over mummy’s knee to feel the back of my hand. I’ve always believed spanking is meant to hurt, and there’s no point if it doesn’t, so even from an early age Orlando got his bottom well smacked when he misbehaved.