Hacks Cross Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a little girl visiting her grandmother noticed something strange outside the Hacks Cross Post Office. Every time she approached the mailboxes, the dogs in the neighborhood would start howling as if they recognized an old friend. Curious, she told her grandmother what was happening. The old lady smiled and whispered, ‘That’s because every morning, before he goes to work, our friendly delivery driver whistles just like that little dog.’ And indeed, when they looked closer, they saw him leaving with his distinctive whistle echoing through the streets.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hacks Cross Post Office and swore he heard someone whispering ‘Next stop, Hacks Cross’ in the empty parking lot. Curious, the driver glanced around but saw no-one. The next morning, a regular customer joked, ‘Did you hear? They say Hacks Cross Post Office delivers packages even when closed!’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, whenever it was quiet, people claimed they could still hear whispers of ‘Next stop, Hacks Cross.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hacks Cross Post Office and found an old, dusty package left on the loading dock. Curious, he opened it only to discover a note reading ‘Open Me First.’ Inside was another envelope with simple instructions: 'Deliver to the first person you see.' The driver shrugged, walked out, and bumped into his grumpy next-door neighbor. ‘Here,’ he said, handing over the note. A minute later, they both burst out laughing—turns out it was just a practical joke from a regular who worked late nights.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hacks Cross Post Office and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. He cracked open the door, curious but cautious, only to see rows of mailboxes glowing softly in unnatural colors. As he approached the glowing boxes, he heard a voice whispering, ‘Letters for everyone!’ Turns out, it was just an overzealous postman named Mr. Jenkins, who’d been experimenting with his new LED lighting setup. The delivery driver left laughing, knowing that Hacks Cross Post Office would never be boring—especially when Mr. Jenkins was around.