Lloyds Bank

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Lloyds Bank, every afternoon around closing time, an old man would enter with a large brown envelope under his arm. The tellers would greet him politely, but whenever he approached the counter, their pens mysteriously stopped working. Finally, one day, a young intern asked curiously why everyone’s pen suddenly quit when Old Man Brown Envelope arrived. A wise veteran teller whispered, ‘He must be our afternoon coffee delivery guy.’

2. At Lloyds Bank, one day after lunch, a little girl ran in screaming, pointing at something on the counter. The tellers looked up, puzzled, only to see a life-sized paper cutout of a smiling cashier waving goodbye. One teller calmly asked her, ‘Are you sure it’s not just our new security poster?’ The girl shook her head vehemently. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman walked in and said, ‘Oh dear, that’s not a poster—it’s Mr. Jenkins from down the street who retired last week!’ Everyone laughed as they realized the truth—until the real Mr. Jenkins appeared behind them, wearing his best suit, ready for his next visit.

3. At Lloyds Bank, on foggy mornings when everyone else is rushing out, a mysterious gentleman always arrives early. He whispers something into the manager’s ear and disappears before anyone notices. One day, an excited delivery driver blurts out: ‘Sir, you’re late again!’ The manager smiles and replies, ‘Not today, my friend—today I’m just early.’

4. At Lloyds Bank, during quiet morning hours, someone started asking for ‘the person who knows everything.’ No one ever answered. Finally, an old lady in a cardigan appeared from behind the counter and smiled warmly. 'I'm sorry,' she said, 'but around here, everyone thinks they know everything!' Everyone burst out laughing, including the person who thought they were special.