Capron and Helliwell Solicitors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet town of Greenhaven, an old law firm called Capron and Helliwell Solicitors had been around for decades. One day, a delivery driver remarked to a regular customer, ‘I swear, every time I deliver here, I see someone standing outside that office window.’ Curious, the customer decided to peek out the window one evening. To his surprise, there was no one there—just an old portrait of Mr. Capron smiling wisely. The next morning, he mentioned it to the delivery driver, who laughed and said, ‘Oh, that’s just old Mr. Capron watching over them from beyond.’

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Capron and Helliwell’s with a box marked ‘Important Legal Documents’. As he opened it, he muttered, ‘I hope they know what they’re doing here.’ Inside, an old clerk peered over his spectacles and said, 'Why, these are just coffee mugs!' The delivery driver scratched his head and asked if that was normal for important legal documents. The clerk smiled and replied, 'Yes, our firm has a tradition of sending out free mugs to clients.' Everyone laughed, including the bemused delivery man.

3. In the quiet town of Greenhaven, an old law firm called Capron and Helliwell had a reputation for being as mysterious as their clients' cases. One day, while a regular was sipping coffee in the waiting room, he overheard two lawyers whispering about something unusual happening behind the closed doors. Suddenly, one of them said, ‘Did you hear that Mr. Jenkins’ cat is suing him for not feeding her enough?’ The regular burst out laughing so hard that he spilled his coffee on himself. Since then, whenever someone mentions Capron and Helliwell, people just smile and shake their heads, knowing there’s always some funny story brewing inside those ancient walls.

4. In the quiet town of Greenhaven, an old law firm called Capron and Helliwell posted a mysterious sign in their window: ‘We represent anyone who can prove they’re not guilty.’ Curious locals started dropping by, each claiming to be blameless for something odd—like forgetting to return a borrowed book or leaving the garden hose running. A local baker claimed he wasn’t responsible for accidentally baking too many cupcakes. The firm asked him to bring samples, which they happily accepted. Soon, Greenhaven was buzzing with tales of free treats from Capron and Helliwell’s mysterious office.