About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little girl ran into her grandmother's arms, pointing excitedly at something outside. ‘Grammy, look!’ she cried. ‘What is it, honey?’ asked the older woman, squinting through the window. A delivery driver had just walked up to the Kingsway Post Office, whistling an unfamiliar tune and tapping his feet in time. ‘Oh,’ said Grammy with a smile, recognizing him from around the neighborhood. ‘That’s Mr. Johnson, our friendly mailman.’ The little girl giggled, watching as he opened the door, still humming that strange song. As he disappeared inside, Grammy whispered, ‘He always does that when he’s happy. Must be some new tune he learned today.’
2. At dawn, when Kingsway Post Office usually hummed with activity, an old mail truck pulled up empty-handed. The delivery driver shrugged and whispered to no one in particular: 'Guess today’s the day letters fly.' Inside, the postal clerk yawned and stretched, muttering something about missed coffee. Suddenly, a pile of letters started floating towards the window. A regular from across the street watched, grinning: ‘Typical,’ he said, ‘they never deliver on time.’
3. At midday, when Kingsway Post Office buzzed with letters and packages, a regular noticed something odd on the notice board: ‘Today’s special service: your letter will be delivered by a friendly ghost!’ A regular who saw it thought it was a prank and decided to test it himself. He wrote a note saying, 'Dear Ghost, please deliver this letter to my neighbor,' and left it in the box. Later that day, a delivery driver found an envelope addressed to him from 'The Friendly Ghost' containing only a smiley face sticker. The whole town laughed, and Kingsway Post Office became known for its ghostly mailman.
4. At dusk, when Kingsway Post Office quietened down, a delivery driver noticed a small shadow darting between mailboxes. Curious, he followed it inside the dimly lit hallway. The shadow stopped abruptly and turned around—a stray cat with curious green eyes peered back at him. Smiling, the driver shook his head and whispered, ‘Another night, little feline messenger.’