About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tyseley HGV Refuelling and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. As he approached, the noise grew louder—like something between a distant drone and a low-pitched whine. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a small, furry creature dancing around a glowing blue orb. Startled, he knocked over his clipboard, which fell onto an old radio left behind by a neighbor. The radio crackled to life, broadcasting an ancient football match commentary. ‘And now,’ said a scratchy voice, ‘the refuelling station is open for business!’ Everyone had a good laugh that morning.
2. At dawn, when most truckers were still dreaming of their next stop, an exhausted delivery driver pulled into Tyseley HGV Refuelling. The pumps hummed eerily in the quiet pre-dawn light. As he pumped gas, a sleepy voice from behind said, ‘Morning, mate—you look like you could use another fill-up!’ Startled, our hero turned around to see only his friendly neighborhood mechanic waving cheerfully. Realizing it was just another day at Tyseley, he smiled and replied, “Yeah, mate, I guess I do.’
3. At midnight, when the pumps clicked off one by one, a lone delivery driver approached Tyseley HGV Refuelling. He noticed something odd—his fuel gauge seemed to be stuck on ‘E’, but the tank was full. He pulled up his sleeves and started pumping away, only to see the pump stop with an audible sigh after filling exactly zero litres. With a shrug, he drove home, confident that someone would figure it out in the morning. The next day, everyone laughed heartily over coffee, except for the poor mechanic who had to explain why the tank was still empty.
4. At dusk, when most trucks had already left for the day, a delivery driver pulled into Tyseley HGV Refuelling. The yard was quiet except for the soft hum of machinery, but something seemed amiss—an old sign on the pump read ‘Diesel Only’, yet a small neon light above it flickered ominously in red. As he approached the pump, the delivery driver noticed an even stranger sight—a tiny cat peering out from behind the nozzle. He chuckled and whispered, 'Guess you’re not picky about your diesel either!' With that, he filled up his tank and drove off, leaving the neon light blinking cheerfully until dawn.