We never got punished for really minor misdemeanours, although my Dad would lay on the sarcasm with a spade if we objected too much to minor tasks & my Mum turned emotional blackmail into an art form! (She kept that up until she passed bless her! )
We would get a telling off for cheek & docked pocket money for being rude or swearing.
Actual bad behaviour usually resulted in having to go to my room & miss out on dessert.
I only got the slipper if I was majorly naughty - setting fire to the shed roof trying to smoke out a wasps nest was a memorable occasion - & to be fair my Dad had a point.
School was the place where we got proper corporal punishment - the gym teacher & music teacher shared a pair of plimsoles one had the left foot the other the right, be naughty in their class & you risked a sore bum. The deputy head had a traditional cane for the truly naughty (short of expulsion), I managed to incur his wrath once - which was enough, there was much walking with a limp that afternoon!