Hockley Medical Practice

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hockley Medical Practice with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he swore he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside—like someone whistling a nursery rhyme. Curious but cautious, he knocked gently, and when no one answered, the humming grew louder. Finally, he opened the door slightly—and peered in to see a doctor frantically trying to fix his tea kettle. ‘Goodness gracious!’ exclaimed the doctor, noticing him. ‘I must’ve been singing that while I waited for my water to boil.’ The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, realizing it was just another late-night adventure at Hockley Medical Practice.

2. Early in the morning, when most people were dreaming of their next cup of coffee, a delivery driver arrived at Hockley Medical Practice with a box marked ‘Emergency Supplies’. As he unlocked the door, he noticed a strange humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door just enough for a peek and saw an old doctor, half-asleep, fiddling with some ancient equipment. 'What the...' started the delivery guy, but then the doctor yawned and said, “Oh, hello there! Just testing my new bedtime alarm clock.” The delivery man left, shaking his head, wondering if everyone at Hockley was as quirky as their early-morning routines.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hockley Medical Practice with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he heard a voice over the intercom: 'Please leave your delivery on the porch and stay away from the building.' Curious but cautious, he did as instructed—only to notice the neon sign above reading ‘Closed for Emergency Surgery.’ The next morning, when the doctor finally emerged, he sheepishly explained that his wife had accidentally locked herself out again. The delivery guy laughed and said, 'At least you got some much-needed surgery!'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hockley Medical Practice with an urgent package. As he approached the entrance, he heard a voice over the intercom: ‘Please leave your package here and return tomorrow.’ Curious, he looked around but saw no one. The next day, the same message played again. Finally, after several days of puzzlement, the delivery driver noticed that his own reflection kept appearing in the glass door. Turning around, he realized the practice was empty—except for his own worried face watching him from inside.