The Blakesley Centre

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to The Blakesley Centre with a heavy sigh. As he stepped out of his truck, something peculiar caught his eye—an old clock on the wall seemed to be glowing softly in the dark hallway. Curious, he approached it closer and noticed that the hands pointed exactly to the time when his wife was due to give birth. Startled, he quickly ran inside only to find everyone asleep—except for a sleepy nurse who smiled and said, ‘Welcome to The Blakesley Centre, sir. It’s almost showtime!’

2. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to The Blakesley Centre with a box of urgent prescriptions. As he stepped out, a voice called from inside: ‘Hey, wait a minute—do you know it’s illegal to deliver drugs after midnight?’ The delivery driver looked around nervously but saw no one. ‘Who are you?’ he asked. A shadowy figure appeared in the doorway and whispered, ‘Just someone who hates late-night drug deliveries.’ They shook hands and said goodbye as the sun began to rise. Ever since then, locals joke that The Blakesley Centre has its own secret night watchman.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Blakesley Centre with a box full of urgent prescriptions. As he stepped out of the car, he noticed a strange light flickering from inside the clinic. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a white coat frantically rearranging bottles on the shelf. ‘What are you doing?’ asked the driver. The man turned around, startled but cheerful. ‘Oh, just making sure everything’s in alphabetical order,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver laughed and left, never realizing that the clinic had been closed for decades.’

4. Late one night, when the streets of Boston were quiet as a library, a delivery driver pulled up to The Blakesley Centre with something unusual in his arms. As he approached the entrance, he noticed an old man peering out from behind the blinds. ‘What’s that you’ve got there?’ asked the neighbor suspiciously. The driver grinned and replied, ‘Just some special medicine for the night shift.’ The neighbor nodded knowingly and went back inside, muttering something about youngsters these days.}