......not only because I thought it funny (I think it'll raise at least a smile on my blog-readers' faces), but because this depiction of army corporal punishment being meted out to a hapless squaddie has firm resonances to my own experience in the boy scouts (even the uniforms are similar, while their colour is identical), when I was given the caning of my life during a country camp just after my own sexual humiliation by older boys, and immediately prior to being permanently and ignominiously expelled from that illustrious organisation. In my case, though, I had to bend over a low-hanging tree branch whilst trying to keep hands on knees - and the sadistic bugger who gave the caning was the Scout Troop Leader who also happened to be an Irish priest. It was delivered in front of the entire assembled troop as a warning that any future 'gross misconduct' (of which I was totally innocent) by ANY scout would have the same result. Was it any wonder I turned out the way I am? But this blog is running too far ahead. When I get round to it I might give fuller details in future blogs, probably in instalments as it's a l-o-n-g story.
But back to this drawing. I hope you all like it as much as I do. Ha ha ha!!!
