About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly gentleman arrived at the Greatstone Post Office with a peculiar package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. As he approached the counter, the PA system crackled to life: ‘Attention, everyone—this package is addressed to “The Person Who Left It Here First.”’ The postmaster raised an eyebrow but shrugged it off. Minutes later, another customer—a gruff-looking man—walked in carrying exactly the same kind of package. The PA blared again: 'Next parcel goes to the person who brought the previous one!' The whole town erupted into laughter as everyone rushed to claim their mysterious packages. In the end, no one ever found out whose package started it all, but Greatstone’s annual tradition of ‘package relay’ became legendary.
2. One day, as the mail carrier pulled up to the Greatstone Post Office, he noticed a mysterious sign taped to the door: ‘Today’s Mail: Half Off If Delivered Before Noon.’ The whole town burst into laughter, but no one dared ask who had posted it. So every morning, before anyone else was awake, a delivery driver sneaked into the post office and sorted half the mail early. By lunchtime, everyone received their letters with a smile—and nobody ever found out who started the fun. The legend of the Greatstone Post Office lived on, a little piece of local magic.
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck outside the Greatstone Post Office and noticed something odd on the sign: ‘Last Delivery of the Day – Please Wait Your Turn.’ He chuckled, thinking it must be a mistake, but soon realized everyone else was behaving exactly like customers in a queue. The more he watched, the more confused he became—people were indeed waiting patiently for their turn, even though there was no line. Finally, an elderly gentleman approached the counter and asked politely, ‘Excuse me, is this really our last delivery?’ With a smile, the postal clerk replied, ‘Yes, sir, that’s right today!’ The whole town burst into laughter as they realized it had been a quirky tradition for decades.
4. A little girl walked into the Greatstone Post Office one rainy afternoon, clutching her umbrella tightly. As she approached the counter, she pointed excitedly at a large puddle forming on the floor. 'Mommy,' she whispered, 'is that water supposed to be here?' The postmaster smiled and shook his head. ‘No, honey,’ he said gently, ‘it’s just rainwater seeping through.’ He reached for an old towel and mopped up the puddle with a practiced gesture. The little girl giggled as if it were the most normal thing in the world.