Simple Pleasures

I've spent the day at a local stately home, where I often used to come as a child. You can't really go inside the house itself, it being a very posh hotel nowadays, but the grounds are a beautiful place to spends a summer's day. At one point, the gardens slope down from the house to the parterre lawn, and, as I walked down the slope there were three or four children rolling down it. And all of a sudden, I remembered all those feelings that they were having now. How the slope was so big (it's really not!), and how scared you'd get standing at the top, about to roll down, knowing that you'd just go faster and faster. That thrilling feeling when you actually did it! You'd be so excited when you got to the bottom that you'd get up, run to the top, and do it all over again. That's definitely a simple pleasure!
Of course, there's probably a parallel to spanking in there somewhere, but I can't be bothered to draw it, so please feel free to come to any conclusions of your own!