About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another day at Bailrigg Motors when a delivery driver pulled up with a mysterious package. As he walked towards the workshop door, whispers began to circulate among mechanics that something unusual was about to happen. As it turned out, the package contained an old, rusty keyring shaped like a wrench. The delivery driver explained it belonged to his grandmother’s first car, which she used to joke was ‘the best motor ever’. Everyone had a good laugh, and soon after, the neighbor dropped off some homemade cookies as thanks for fixing her windscreen wipers. It became a tradition—every now and then, someone would bring in something strange or funny, but always accompanied by a smile.
2. At Bailrigg Motors, something peculiar began happening one morning when an announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, all mechanics—your coffee machines are now officially on standby until further notice.’ Soon enough, everyone started brewing their own pots at home or bringing in thermoses from cafes down the street. A regular even showed up with a vintage espresso machine, claiming it was his secret weapon against the standstill. Meanwhile, a delivery driver brought in fresh-baked cookies every day as thanks for not having to wait for his morning caffeine fix. Eventually, management relented and switched back on the coffee machines—but only after installing a giant sign reading 'Never Again' next to them.
3. At Bailrigg Motors, one morning a strange humming sound filled the workshop. Noises like that had never been heard before—neither from customers nor tools. Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared and said, ‘That’s just my grandfather’s old radio, stuck under the floorboards.’ Everyone laughed, including the delivery driver who thought it was haunting, and soon forgot all about ghostly noises over a cup of tea.
4. At Bailrigg Motors, one morning a mysterious package arrived with no return address or sender's name. Inside was an old, rusty keyring with a note scribbled on it: ‘For your best mechanic.’ Turns out, it belonged to a neighbor who’d lost it weeks ago. The whole town had a good laugh over it, and now everyone calls Bailrigg Motors for everything—even if they don’t really need repairs.