The Christmas round-robin

We received one of those horrible documents inserted into a Christmas card the other day, in which a vanilla acquaintance described the travails of their past twelve months in immensely boring detail.
I started giggling after a few moments, though, and Haron asked why. “Just imagine if these things were really honest,” I said. Like…
Our garden […]

Red Stripe Monday

You may be interested to find that today has been designated as Red Stripe Monday: the last Monday before Christmas, the day when families assemble to discuss the behaviour of the daughters throughout the year.
How does Father Christmas know for sure who had been naughty or nice? He finds out on the Red Stripe Monday. […]

Pyjamas on the train

Haron and I had been out in London for the evening - seeing the brilliant Tracy Chapman. (Her own songs were wonderful, twenty years on from her landmark début album, but it was her interpretation of ‘House of the Rising Sun’ that stole the show).
The tube pulled into Leicester Square, when the journey back to […]

Spartan values

The rather wonderful book “Schools of Hellas” that I mentioned earlier, appears to have been written especially for me.
Floggings were exceedingly common at Sparta. Any elder man might flog any boy. It was not etiquette for boys to complain to their parents in these cases; if they did so, they received a second thrashing.
But the […]

Spanked by Santa

We took our friend L to lunch in our local hostelry last weekend. No simple Sunday lunch, this: though, for we’d stumbled into “Santa’s Super Sunday”.
And, dear readers, the man himself was there. I’d have thought that, ten days before Christmas, he’d have been busy ensuring that the elves took a suitably disciplined approach to […]

Flogging figurines

Fenwick’s department store in Newcastle has a cool window display for the holidays: mechanised figures dressed up in old costumes are moving through scenes of everyday life.
I was particularly charmed by the window in which one figure, naked to the waist, was locked in a pillory and flogged to cheery Christmas music. The other figures […]

Flogged in the women’s prison

A certain frisson always results from photographs of whipping benches in judicial museums around the world – the one I took in Edinburgh’s police museum last year certainly provoked lots of comments!
But “Le Monde de la Fessee”, a French spanking blog, must win the prize for the best such photo in a recent post:

The birching […]

A dictionary whippings

It’s nice when a newspaper helpfully finds and prints spanking references in the literature for us. Thus, from a recent edition of the Standard we found that -
Eighteenth century lexicographer Dr Samuel Johnson enjoyed being thrashed by his mistress, Hester Thrale… says Jeffrey Meyers in his well received new volum, Samuel Johnson: The Sruggle. Hester’s […]

Reaching our spanking millennium

We’re feeling just a tad proud of ourselves this morning. See, we started posting here on Spanking Writers back in March 2006, and a quick calculation revealed that today is our thousandth day of posting here.
One post a day, sometimes more, for 1,000 days. Wow. Have we really come up with so many different spanking-related […]

A vote for punishment

This weekend we have a friend staying, whom we’ll call L. (She has previously earned fame on this blog for earning “A Licking For a Licking”) Yesterday the three of us settled down to watch the final of the talent show X-Factor, when Abel announced that we would have a bet riding on the results.
“If […]

Reformatory floggings

A night of reformatory floggings; I became a Governor in my dreams last night.
First, I found myself showing some distinguished visitor around our facilities. We had stopped outside a door, and were peering through the glass window, watching the scene inside.
A young, uniformed, female officer – in her late twenties? – was circling around the […]

Be very afraid

I’m glad the folks in charge of leaflet design for Stirling Old Town Jail museum know what sort of customers they are likely to attract.
The leaflet goes on to specify:
Right. Let’s get one thing straight. Absolutely nothing here has been designed for your comfort.
Oh, good… I like to be uncomfortable and afraid.
For a very short […]

The refurbishment

I visit a company in Brussels about four times a year. It makes for a pleasant break from my usual routine - the client’s friendly; the city offers moules, frites, beer, waffles and exceptionally fine chocolate.
Since my last trip in the spring, their office has been completely refurbished. Gone are the poky little corridors - […]

Schools of Sparta

I’m reading a rather wonderful book, “Schools of Hellas” by Kenneth J Foreman, published in 1907.
In this rather lengthy, juicy paragraph he describes the arrangements for the education of young Spartans:
At seven the boys were taken away from home, and organised in a most systematic ways into ‘packs’ and ‘divisions’… These packs fed together, slept […]

The long arm of the law

The Independent reports that the Metropolitan Police are to launch a series of gift products:
“From early next year, the toy makers John Adams will sell New Scotland Yard-branded children’s forensic science sets, complete with fingerprint dust.”
I promise you now that Haron’s prints are going to be found by the investigating officer, who will then take […]