Bailgate Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly lady approached the counter with a strange request. ‘I’d like to send a letter,’ she said, ‘but I want it to arrive exactly one week from today.’ The postal worker raised an eyebrow but agreed to help. Since then, customers started noticing packages and letters mysteriously arriving on specific dates. Soon enough, word spread around town that Bailgate Post Office could deliver anything—even time-traveling mail! People began sending invitations for future parties or asking neighbors to water their plants while they were away. One day, a delivery driver joked, 'Next thing you know, someone will ask us to bring back their lost socks!' And everyone laughed—except maybe those who had actually lost some.

2. At dawn, when most postal workers were still stretching in their pajamas, a delivery driver pulled up to Bailgate Post Office with a package so large it looked like a small tree. Nobody had ever seen anything like it. As he struggled to carry it inside, everyone gathered around curiously. Turned out, it was just an enormous cake for a local celebration. A relieved smile spread across the driver’s face as he explained, ‘It’s for Mrs. Jenkins’ birthday—she loves surprises!’

3. At midnight, when the moonlight reflected eerily off the Bailgate Post Office windows, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. A shadowy figure seemed to be sorting mail without ever opening the door. Curious, the driver approached slowly. The shadowy figure turned out to be an old man in a worn-out postal uniform, humming a familiar tune and arranging letters with meticulous care. ‘Just helping out,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. ‘It’s my little way of saying thanks for all those packages you deliver.’

4. At dusk, when the neon sign outside flickered ominously, a mail truck pulled up to the Bailgate Post Office. The driver, adjusting his cap, noticed something peculiar: every envelope he handled seemed heavier than usual—so heavy it felt as if they might burst open any moment. As he sorted through the mail, each letter grew warmer and heavier until finally one package was so hot that it started steaming. Startled, the driver dropped everything and ran for cover behind the counter. Turned out, an old neighbor had sent him a box of freshly baked pies instead of bills or letters. Everyone had a good laugh over tea later that day.