When we were in 6th form a friend and I were chasing her brother along a corridor and got stopped by a teacher. We were taken to his classroom where we all had to bend over for six with the slipper.
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Queuing up to get whacked was never nice. If you were first it sort of passed in a blur. But further down the queue it felt worse and worse. Did you have to wait outside or were you all there watching the executions?