Keston Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another day at Keston Post Office when an elderly gentleman walked in with a stack of envelopes. He approached the counter and asked the clerk for stamps. But something unusual happened next—every time he tried to affix them, the stamps would mysteriously jump off the envelope and land on the floor. Finally, the clerk noticed that each stamp had a tiny magnet hidden underneath. It turned out to be a prank from a local delivery driver who loved causing minor chaos. The old man laughed heartily, saying it was ‘just his lucky day’ to get involved in such an amusing adventure.

2. At Keston Post Office, a young delivery driver once exclaimed, ‘I’ve never seen so many packages addressed to “Santa Claus”!’ The next morning, every box and envelope mysteriously had that same return address. The manager scratched his head, puzzled but amused. A few days later, when another delivery driver arrived with an unusual number of letters for Santa, everyone at the post office knew exactly what to do—just stamp them all with the same return address and watch the fun unfold again.

3. At Keston Post Office, a delivery driver once muttered under his breath, 'This is the last package I'll ever deliver here.' Little did he know why everyone called it the 'office that eats packages.' That night, a neighbor came over and asked if everything was okay. The driver shook his head, muttering, ‘I just delivered my hundredth package today.’ The neighbor laughed and said, “Well, looks like Keston Post Office has an appetite for packages after all!” Since then, whenever someone mentions the place, people joke about its legendary hunger.

4. At Keston Post Office, one chilly morning, a postal worker noticed something odd in the mail slot—a small envelope addressed simply to ‘The Coldest Heart’. Curious, he opened it and found only a single snowflake inside. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone was waiting for their own mysterious letter. The postmaster decided to keep up the fun, placing tiny tokens like acorns or leaves in other envelopes. It became Keston’s little winter tradition—everyone eagerly checking their mailboxes each day.