Dentist's at Shepherd's Square

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Dentist’s at Shepherd’s Square and asked, ‘Is it normal for your sign to say “Closed for Lunch” at 8 AM?’ The receptionist smiled and replied, 'Well, it's not just lunch—we're also closed for dental emergencies!' The delivery driver shook his head with a laugh and drove off, muttering something about strange hours in London. Later that day, a neighbor popped by and asked why the sign was still up. With a straight face, the dentist said, 'It's our new marketing strategy—to attract only serious patients.'

2. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Dentist’s at Shepherd’s Square with a large crate of supplies. As he opened the back door, something glinted in the sun—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he picked it up and noticed an old key inside, along with a note scribbled in pencil: ‘For Dr. Smithson.’ The delivery driver shrugged, thinking nothing of it, and carried on his way. Later that evening, while Dr. Smithson was closing up shop, a friendly neighbor popped by for a chat. Over tea, she mentioned seeing an unfamiliar key hanging from his desk drawer. Startled, Dr. Smithson exclaimed, 'Oh no, I must’ve forgotten to put that away!' They both laughed, realizing it was just another quirky tale from Dentist’s at Shepherd’s Square.

3. In the late afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Dentist’s at Shepherd’s Square with a box of dental supplies. As he walked in, one of the patients started humming an old folk song. The tune continued even after the patient left, echoing through the empty waiting room until it became everyone’s favorite new office melody. Soon enough, the entire staff joined in on the impromptu singalong. By closing time, the whole neighborhood knew the lyrics by heart. Even the usually grumpy dentist smiled for the first time that week, saying, ‘Who would’ve thought an old folk song could make such a difference?’

4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver pulled up to Dentist’s at Shepherd’s Square. ‘Doc,’ he said, ‘you’ve got mail!’ The door opened with a creak, and an old envelope fell onto the floor. Doc picked it up, grinned, and announced: 'It’s from our favorite patient, a regular!' Inside was a note saying: “Dear Doc, please fix my cavity—again! Love, Your Neighbor.” The whole place burst into laughter as the delivery driver shook his head and muttered, 'Next time I'll deliver cookies instead.'