The year is 1931 and, a father of the times, your boy's bare bottoms have in the past suffered a number of encounters with your belt.
You lost your job in the Great Depression but nevertheless with a succession of casual jobs you have managed to get by and even scraped enough together to allow you to get away for a few days at the seaside.
You are ambushed by an itinerant photographer and although you can ill afford it your wife persuades you it would be nice to have a family photograph to stand on the dresser. Unfortunately when you go to collect the print your wife is mortified and bursts into tears claiming your eldest, James, has ruined it by pulling a silly face.
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Is your wife going to be the only one in tears?