About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little boy walked into the Vicarage Road Post Office and asked the clerk, ‘Why does the mailman always wave at that old tree outside?’ The clerk smiled mysteriously and replied, ‘Because he thinks it’s waving back.’ A few days later, an elderly neighbor came in and whispered to the clerk, 'I saw it too!' The clerk nodded knowingly. As the regular customers gathered around, the delivery driver casually remarked, 'Well, it's not hard to believe—after all, who else would be waving at my truck every morning?' Everyone laughed, realizing the truth was even funnier than the tale.
2. One day, an elderly gentleman entered the Vicarage Road Post Office and approached the counter with a curious expression. The clerk looked up expectantly, only for the man to whisper something into his earpiece. Suddenly, over the loudspeaker, came a voice announcing: ‘Attention please! We have a new policy: no more than three stamps per customer!’ The whole place erupted in laughter as everyone realized it was just another prank from old Mr. Jenkins, who often played such tricks on staff. The clerk smiled and shook his head, saying, 'Welcome back, Mr. Jenkins—we’ll make sure you get your full quota of stamps!'
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Vicarage Road Post Office one afternoon, only to see a small dog frantically trying to mail a tiny bone through the letter slot. The delivery driver smiled and took pity on the little fellow. He gently placed the bone inside an envelope and sealed it with a stamp from his own collection. The dog wagged its tail happily as the man dropped the package into the sorting chute. ‘That’ll do, old chap,’ he said with a laugh, earning himself a grateful wag from the neighbor’s canine friend.’
4. A regular shouted across the counter one morning: ‘I just saw the strangest thing on my way here!’ ‘Really?’ said the postmaster, raising an eyebrow. ‘What did you see then?’
A delivery driver piped up from behind the counter: ‘He thought he saw a ghostly figure in the mail sorting room!’
The regular shook his head and laughed. ‘No, no,’ he said. ‘It was just Vicarage Road’s new mail-sorting robot.’