Workmen were in the building to fix things and were drilling away, which was giving Miss a bad headache. She walked into her study, her head pounding as if a woodpecker were hammering into her skull. Leigh was sat there looking completely gormless as usual. He should have been working, so where was his school book? What had he been doing all this time? He eventually produced it, but she found he'd done nothing. That and all the issues that had cropped up over his behaviour just brought everything to the fore. Well, if her head was hammering, then he will get a hammering too, only his would be on his borry bottom! Now bent over his desk, he was soundly thrashed, first with hand, then strap, paddle and, finally, the dreaded cane. Nevermind the school, his bottom would definitely need fixing up after that!