Norwood Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Norwood Post Office, a regular customer complained one day: ‘Why do I always get my packages delivered here first—even when they’re supposed to go elsewhere?’ A delivery driver shrugged and grinned: ‘Simple really—they’re addressed to “Norwood Post Office”, mate.’ A neighbor chimed in, nodding knowingly: ‘And that’s why you never miss anything important!’

2. At Norwood Post Office, an elderly neighbor began arriving early each morning—before dawn, when no one else dared venture outside. He’d quietly slip in and spend hours sorting through mailboxes, whispering to himself as if addressing long-lost friends. One day, a delivery driver arrived to find our neighbor deep in conversation with an empty mailbox. Curious, he asked what he was doing. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, ‘Just telling old friend George that today’s mail is running late.’ The driver shook his head, smiled, and drove off, wondering if maybe Norwood really did have its own postal ghost.

3. At Norwood Post Office, a delivery driver once exclaimed, 'I’ve never seen anything like it!' One afternoon, as he approached the counter, he noticed a stack of letters growing taller than any mail pile he’d ever encountered. Upon closer inspection, he realized that each letter had the same return address—an old lady down the street who was known for her meticulous handwriting and love of correspondence. Turns out she’d been writing a novel and accidentally addressed every envelope to herself! When they finally delivered the package, everyone in town got to read the first chapter.

4. At Norwood Post Office, someone asked one day: ‘How come every time I send something, it takes longer than they say?’ A regular customer shook his head and replied with a smile: ‘Because, my friend, our postman has a secret side hustle delivering pies for the bakery down the street.’ Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes delays are just life’s little jokes.