Dear Susan,

I have recently discovered you website, and I have to say I'm impressed. When I was a little boy I stayed with my grandmother for a period of three months in the mid 1950s.  Discipline was strict back then and my father took out his belt when I was naughty.
When I stayed with Nanny, I thought it was a good opportunity to misbehave, and into my second week I was caught throwing eggs at houses by a police constable early one evening.  He marched me to Grandma's house and informed her of what I'd been doing and that he was going to tell the person who owned the house my name and address, and he gave her name and address to Nanny.

Well, Nanny's wrath stunned me and I was sent to bed without dinner.  The next morning she dragged me from bed and marched me to her bedroom.  On her bed was a frilly pink dress and matching voluminous bloomers.  The skirt of the dress had three petticoats sewn to the lining.  Next to the dress was a thick leather tawse, and at her command I had to put on the girls' clothing, which I did as she whacked the tawse against her hand. She sat on her bed and beckoned me to go over her lap.  Once over her lap she raised the dress and began to whack me soundly with the strap.  I got half a dozen strokes on the seat of my very full bloomers. She informed me that I would be spanked as a little girl every night before bed for a week. After the strapping I had to stand in the corner of the kitchen with my hands on my head and smell the scones that she baked for morning tea.  I had to sit and watch her as she ate the scones with jam and cream.

  That afternoon we visited the home I had thrown eggs at and an elderly lady answered the door while I was still wearing the girls' clothes.  I had to apologise to the lady and Nanny informed her that I had been spanked. The ladies decided that for a month I would spend each weekend doing chores around her home dressed as a little girl. Not only backyard cleaning, but also domestic chores like ironing, washing dishes etc. The lady was also told she could spank me if the chores were not done to her satisfaction.  I got spanked four times.

At school the headmaster was also informed of my behaviour, and Nanny made me wear girls' panties to school. I was called to his study during the first lesson and told to inform him of the other boys involved, because others had been annoying the old lady. I refused and earned myself ' six of the best' and a fortnight of detention. Later that afternoon all boys had to have medical check-ups.  We waited outside the Matron's office in our shirts and underpants, so there I was in girls' knickers and still with a pink, smarting bottom bottom. Boy did I have some fights at school for weeks after.
Nathan

It would be interesting to know which grandmother this was. If it was your father's mother, then he was no doubt kept petticoated and spanked while he was a boy, and this might account for his own ideas regarding discipline. More often than not grandmothers are the very best overseers of petticoat discipline, because it was more prevalent in their time, and they know all about how silly and humiliated naughty boys can be made to feel dressed in pretty dresses and petticoats and a pair of 'voluminous' bloomers like those that Nathan had to wear.

I bet the other lady took the greatest pleasure in making him do all her housework to perfection, and thoroughly enjoyed teasing him after what these boys had been doing to her.
Susan