Ever played a stupid game?
The place was quite old and had been in the family for generations. There were some remains of a past age in the yard, like an old wash-stand and a carpet beater. Reckon I remember him telling me.
Jimmy put his hands on the washstand and bent slightly over to tighten his jeans a little. I lined up the carpet beater and swung it. He stumbled round holding his behind as Patty and me practically collapsed laughing at his anguish. Nothing like someone else getting a spank to make one laugh!
I had a horrible sense of anticipation as he tapped it on my bottom, and in a moment of panic I ran away. However, he chided me about being a coward and I had no wish to be, so I took my place again with my butt in line.
I held my breath as the carpet beater sped through the air. Oh boy, did it hurt! It was like being branded with several hot irons at once.
For a few minutes I could do nothing but run and jump as I tried to get rid of the burning sensation. I then looked at Patty who was giggling like a drain.
She even shed a few tears as I hugged her. Looking back, it was of course the most stupid game to play and left us all with very sore bottoms to sit on as we had tea with granny and grandpa. I also had to ride my bicycle home sitting on a very sore bottom on the saddle!