As a young girl, I was by no means a stranger to corporal punishment. In fact, in 1970s Britain, I think you’d be hard pushed to find a child who wasn’t subjected to the occasional smacked bottom, it was just how things were.
In my own case, these normally took the form of an old-fashioned over-the-knee spanking from my mother or father. My pants were rarely taken down for it – usually the smacks were just given over the seat of my knickers, which still smarted plenty enough to make me cry.