About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unseasonably warm autumn morning when NatWest Bank opened its doors as usual. But something odd caught the eye of the early-morning coffee drinker: a familiar face appeared in the reflection of the glass door every time someone entered. Curious, our regular approached the door and noticed that it was simply his own reflection, distorted by the peculiar angle of the glass. With a smile, he muttered, ‘Must be my new suit today,’ and walked inside, leaving behind only a puzzled delivery driver and a neighbor who wondered if everyone saw themselves differently.
2. A regular customer entered NatWest Bank one morning and asked the teller, 'Do you accept deposits in goldfish?' The teller looked puzzled for a moment before replying, ‘Well, I’ve never heard of that before.’ A delivery driver overheard and chimed in, ‘Actually, I deliver those fish. They’re worth quite a lot these days!’ The whole bank erupted into laughter as everyone tried to imagine how you’d deposit a goldfish.’
3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to NatWest Bank's drive-through window. The speaker crackled, ‘Please state your business today, but whisper it.’ The delivery driver whispered, 'I’d like to deposit £500.' There was a pause, then a soft voice replied, ‘And what’s the PIN number?’ The driver thought for a moment and whispered back, ‘Fortune!’ The teller laughed gently and said aloud, ‘Welcome to NatWest, can I help you with that deposit?’
4. One rainy afternoon, a postal worker rushed into NatWest Bank, frantically announcing over the intercom: ‘We’ve got a situation! All customers with names ending in “Smith” please evacuate immediately!’ As it turned out, the whole thing was just a misunderstanding. The postal worker had confused the Smiths with another family named ‘Simpson’ from down the street who were known for their pranks. A regular customer, overhearing the panic, calmly walked up and said, 'It's alright everyone, I’m a Smith and I'm still here!' Everyone burst out laughing, and life went on as usual—except now people started calling him Mr. Simpson behind his back.