“You shouldn’t have birched Susan,” she said. “That quarrel was entirely my fault – I provoked it because I wanted to see you birch her bare bottom – and it was very wrong of me and I feel terribly guilty about it. I know you can’t take her birching back but you could birch me.”The […]
Susan was 14 going on 24 you might say and was already an insufferable teenager in the throes of puberty. The year was 194l and calling your mother a stupid cow had one certain outcome – knickers would be coming down.