Morrisons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Morrisons’ parking lot was empty but for one lone shopping cart, a delivery driver noticed something odd: an old man in a trench coat emerged from behind the refrigerated aisles, whispering to himself and rearranging the cans of beans. The delivery driver watched curiously as the old man replaced every can meticulously, then vanished back into the shadows. The next morning, the same scene repeated—until finally, someone recognized him as Mr. Jenkins, a quiet neighbor who always bought the same items. Turned out he just liked his beans arranged alphabetically.

2. In the late afternoon, when Morrisons' checkout line was unusually long, an old man approached the cashier with something unusual in his basket—a bag of flour that kept mysteriously refilling itself. The cashier watched in amazement as the bag never seemed to empty, no matter how much flour was taken out. Finally, a delivery driver joked, 'Sir, do you mind if I take some for my wife's cake?' The old man smiled and replied, 'Help yourself!' And so, everyone left Morrisons with a smile—even though nobody knew where that endless bag of flour had come from.

3. On foggy mornings, when Morrisons' aisles were nearly deserted, a mysterious figure in a hooded sweatshirt would appear near the bakery section. The figure would reach into an empty shelf and pull out a loaf of bread, whispering something indistinctly before placing it back neatly. One day, a delivery driver noticed this and started leaving extra pastries for ‘the ghost’. Soon enough, neighbors began bringing their own treats, turning foggy-morning visits into a friendly bakery exchange.

4. At midnight, when Morrisons' shelves were stocked and silent, a voice whispered from the dairy section: 'Milk today, bread tomorrow...' Suddenly, an old lady appeared from behind the cheese counter. ‘And what about us?’ she asked with a twinkle in her eye. The whispering stopped, replaced by gentle laughter as everyone realized it was just another night at Morrisons. The next morning, customers found fresh milk and warm bread waiting for them—with a note scribbled on the till slip: “Today’s treat courtesy of our nocturnal helpers.”