Edgbaston Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A regular stopped by one morning to collect his usual package. As he approached the counter, he noticed an old envelope with no return address sitting there. Curious, he picked it up—and found himself reading letters from someone’s past, each addressed to ‘Dear Friend.’ The clerk smiled and said, 'Oh, that’s just Mr. Smith’s love letters from his great-grandfather’s time.' The regular laughed and left, thinking nothing of it—until a week later when he received a package containing a vintage letter addressed to him as Dear Friend. Turns out, Edgbaston Post Office had its own little tradition.

2. One day, an elderly lady entered the Edgbaston Post Office and asked the clerk with a twinkle in her eye: ‘Could you please hold my package until next Tuesday? I’m sending it to myself.’ The clerk smiled knowingly and nodded, saying he’d happily keep it safe for her. The old lady left, satisfied, and returned exactly five days later to collect her own package. As she signed for it, she winked back at him and whispered, 'And don’t forget mine again!'

3. One autumn afternoon, as the mail truck pulled up outside the Edgbaston Post Office, a familiar sound filled the air—a gentle humming that seemed to come from nowhere and everywhere at once. The humming grew louder, drawing curious glances from the delivery driver and even a nearby neighbor who popped his head out of his house. Just then, an old lady approached the counter with a smile, saying, 'I wonder what that lovely music is?' The postmaster shrugged and replied, 'Probably just our new generator.' Everyone laughed, realizing it was simply the fan on top of the letter-sorting machine.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to the Edgbaston Post Office late one afternoon. ‘I’ve got something special for you,’ he said with a mysterious smile. Inside was an old lady sorting letters. She looked up curiously. 'Special delivery?' she asked. The driver nodded, handed her a small package wrapped in brown paper, and whispered, 'Just put it under the counter.' When everyone left, she found a fresh batch of homemade cookies hidden inside. The legend spread that the post office always had delicious treats waiting for its customers.