NatWest

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached NatWest Bank, he swore he heard faint laughter coming from inside the empty building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but dusty desks and old posters on the wall. Yet every now and then, the laughter seemed to grow louder, like whispers carried by the mist. Finally, the driver noticed an old calendar on the wall—November 30th. He laughed out loud himself, realizing it was just October! The ‘laughter’ turned out to be autumn leaves rustling outside the window. From that day on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts near NatWest, everyone would wink knowingly and say, 'Must’ve been another neighbour's leaf blower.'

2. One rainy afternoon, while customers were browsing inside NatWest Bank, an elderly gentleman emerged from the ATM area with a puzzled expression on his face. The automated voice announced: ‘Your transaction is complete. Please collect your lucky penny.’ As he bent down to pick up the coin, another customer—a young delivery driver—asked him if he needed help. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, 'No thank you, sonny, just waiting for my lucky break!'

3. While waiting for her turn at the cashier, a regular at NatWest Bank noticed something odd. ‘Did you see that?’ she whispered to her friend. ‘The security guard just nodded at a pile of leaves outside.’ ‘No, I didn’t,’ said her friend curiously. The security guard then calmly walked over and picked up one leaf, holding it out towards them both with a smile. 'Autumn has finally arrived,' he announced proudly. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was just another autumn leaf ritual.

4. One autumn night, a neighborhood watchman patrolling near NatWest Bank caught a strange glow coming from one of the windows. Curious, he approached and peered inside through the glass door. To his surprise, there was only an old security guard dozing off with a cup of tea on the counter. The glow turned out to be nothing more than the reflection of streetlamps outside. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned ghosts or hauntings around NatWest, everyone just smiled and said, 'Probably just another late-night tea party.'