In more recent years, you would be tempted to think that the practice of spanking Britain’s naughty children has more or less died a death, thanks to a combination of legal ambiguity and social opprobrium. However, based on a fairly recent experience, I think you would be wrong to draw such a conclusion.
I was on a business trip up north and had stopped at a motorway services to break up my journey. I needed something to eat – but the more urgent call was to empty my bladder. I had been overdue a visit for quite some time, and so stayed standing by the urinal quite some time as I relieved myself of quite a ‘full tank’.