Seventy eight words

for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt where the given word is Caboodle and the limit, 78 words.



Our village policeman won’t patrol at night, he’s scared of the dark so I deputise.

I’ve got the whole caboodle.  A mobile phone, a torch which is also my truncheon, and a water pistol – hardly a Glock 45, but who’d know? Also, Flighty Flora lends me her furry pink handcuffs. Once on they’re near impossible to remove, as I recently discovered! 

I’ve just heard Nellie’s knickers have disappeared from her washing line. Fear not, I’m on the case!



18 thoughts on “Seventy eight words

  1. Sunra Rainz Oct 2, 2021 / 22:11

    Oh, you’re so the man for the job, Keith! I hear you came highly recommended! 😀 Hilarious as ever.

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  2. WildChild47 Oct 3, 2021 / 00:10

    I do so enjoy your sense of humour and imagination! Cheers!


  3. Bill Oct 3, 2021 / 16:36

    You send this Yank to Googlesville to learn that our billy clubs, nightsticks, and batons are British truncheons. My father used torch (and shillelagh), so I got the flashlight word. Nothing like giving a bit of a tap with Scot’s rung or an Aussie’s waddy, now is there?

    Another fine and funny story, Keith. You know so many interesting people. 🙂

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    • Keith's Ramblings Oct 3, 2021 / 16:45

      I originally used baton, but then changed to a very British truncheon wondering if it would receive a reaction! Seems amazing how many terms there are for something you bop people on the bonce with!

      If all the folks I write about were real I’d probably end up in the loony bin! Cheers Bill.

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      • Bill Oct 3, 2021 / 17:13

        I understand every bit of that. But panty raids were (are?) very real things. 🙂

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  4. Dora Oct 3, 2021 / 18:05

    What needs the neighborhood fear? This cop is on the (knickers) case! Great fun.

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