Spanked, on the tube

Haron’s a clever little minx. We’d been staying in a hotel out near Heathrow; as we finished breakfast, I checked that she’d brought her Oyster Card with her. (Those of you not familiar with London might need to know at this stage that Oyster is a pre-paid smartcard for public transport, which roughly halves trip costs).

She hadn’t. Again. And the previous time it had happened, she’d been left in no doubt as to the consequences of future forgetfulness.

She fluttered her eyelashes, held my hand. To no avail. So she embarked on a long discussion of alternate ticket types on the tube – the pros and cons of travelcards, single tickets, buying a new Oyster card.

I became quite engrossed in trying to work out the right option as we walked back to our room. So engrossed, in fact, that I quite forgot about the spanking her bit of the discussion. Perfect diversionary tactics from the young lady, I’m sure you’ll agree!

Fortunately I did then remember, and over my knee she went, but it was a close run thing!

4 thoughts on “Spanked, on the tube

  • 22 July, 2007 at 1:34 pm
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    Able, I hope that you warmed the Minx well and followed up in the appropriate manner. *G* 😉
    Warm hugs,
    Paul.

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  • 22 July, 2007 at 8:29 pm
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    Oh Abel, that was a close call! Although, I don’t really think you’d be against spanking her for this very appaling event when you’d remember it a week or so later.

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  • 22 July, 2007 at 11:54 pm
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    Sometimes my husband leaves his 10 pass ticket in his shirt pocket (instead of putting it in its right place in his wallet) and guess who gets spanked when it turns into a hundred pieces in the wash?

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  • 24 July, 2007 at 12:00 am
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    Haron I have the same trouble with my grocery store card…

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