I have previously written about an event in the 1970s that I believe triggered my long term interest in corporal punishment. As a young girl, I felt very unusual, alone and somewhat ashamed of the warm feelings these thoughts aroused. I went to an all-girl, independent senior school that did retain corporal punishment, but it was almost never used, and I was never on the receiving end. My best friend at school had a younger brother, and one day I recall her telling me how they had both been in the dog house at home because he had been caned

I hope my recollection encourages others like me to also share their experiences. Whilst corporal punishment in schools was widespread during my school days, I don’t believe my life-time interest, nor the event that triggered this, was. This fascination has been a dark secret which only recently I was able to explore more fully. I was privately educated in the South East of England during the mid 1970s and early 1980s, in a mixed junior school and then an all-girls senior school. It was at my local independent junior school that I first sensed a thrill witnessing others being punished,