About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Tranter Mills Solicitors and noticed an unusual sign in the window: ‘We’ll draft your contract while you wait—guaranteed within 15 minutes or it’s free!’ Curious, he walked in only to hear someone muttering, ‘I hope they don’t take as long with mine.’ The delivery driver smiled, thinking how efficient that sounded. Just then, an old lady shuffled in, muttering under her breath: 'Better hurry, I've got a will to write!' The solicitor glanced at his watch and nodded confidently. Within minutes, both left—the driver beaming with his signed contract, and the lady waving goodbye with a satisfied smile. As the day wore on, more people filed in, each with their own urgent legal needs. By lunchtime, the sign had been updated: 'Contract drafted in 15 minutes—or we'll do yours for half price!'
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Tranter Mills Solicitors and noticed an unusual sign on the door: ‘Closed for Legal Reasons.’ He scratched his head and muttered, ‘What kind of legal reasons shut down a law firm in ten minutes?’ Just then, another man walked out carrying only a sandwich bag filled with pens and notepads. The delivery driver raised an eyebrow and asked, ‘So, what exactly are you soliciting today?’ The man grinned sheepishly and replied, ‘Just some general legal advice—nothing too serious!’
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Tranter Mills Solicitors and noticed an old man muttering something under his breath as he walked into the building. ‘I’ll show them,’ he heard clearly, followed by a loud thud from inside. The delivery driver shrugged it off and went in himself, only to hear a muffled voice from within: 'Next time you come here, I'll be ready!' Turned out the old man was just rearranging some papers on his desk—again.
4. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Tranter Mills Solicitors and noticed an unusual light flickering from one of the upper windows. Curious, he tiptoed upstairs and peered inside. There sat an old man, hunched over a pile of ancient documents, muttering to himself. ‘What on earth,’ thought the delivery driver, ‘is that solicitor doing here so late?’ Turns out, it was just an overly enthusiastic neighbor helping with some pro bono work after hours.