Before my marriage, I worked as a nanny for nearly nine years, mostly abroad as I wanted to travel the world. and also the pay was generally better on overseas jobs. This was back in the early 1980s.
Although all of us at the college where I did my childcare course had been trained on a ‘strictly no smacking’ policy, I wasn’t long out in the ‘real world’, however, until I learned that many of the parents I worked for were firmly pro-spanking, and indeed expected me to smack bottoms too when needed. Although this philosophy was alien to what I had been taught (and indeed my own parents never laid a finger on me), through experience I came to be convinced that sometimes, a warm bum was the best solution to disciplinary matters.