This spanking took place at my home in Lancashire, England in 1967. I will explain the situation in my home to give the spanking context. Without it, my parents may be painted in harsh light that they do not deserve. I was 13 years old and was a couple of months away from the end of my second year in Grammar School. It’s fair to say that I was generally a well behaved boy, but on occasion I was liable to make rash decisions that would get me into trouble and give my parents cause to punish me. As was

These spankings took place in in Lancashire, England in 1966 when I was 12 years old. In my first year at the Grammar School I met lots of different people and made plenty of new friends. One of these new friends was called Tony and we quickly became new best friends. When the Easter holidays came around he asked if I would like to stay with him for a few days at his Nan’s house in Southport. I asked permission at home and after Mum had spoken to Tony’s Mum and his Nan I was allowed to go. On the

The spanking I relate took place in Lancashire, England, in the spring of 1965. Even though it is now almost 51 years ago it is burned into my memory, perhaps more than any other spanking I received. I had just turned 11 years old and was in my final year of junior school. This was a very important year; I would soon be sitting my 11 plus exam which would decide if I was to go to the Grammar School or the Secondary Modern. My parents wanted the best for me and were keen that I work hard, pass the