Greggs

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular asked the baker, ‘Why does Greggs smell so good today?’ The baker shrugged and replied, ‘It’s not Greggs—it’s something else.’ A few days later, a delivery driver noticed an unfamiliar scent wafting from the back room. Curious, he peeked inside—and found the baker baking pies filled with freshly picked wild garlic. ‘That explains it,’ he grinned, ‘every time someone asks for “normal” pastries, you give them something…extra-special!’

2. In the early hours of every Sunday morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Greggs. A small, furry creature would appear just as the first pastries were being unpacked, sniffing eagerly at the aroma of freshly baked goods. Curious, he followed it one week and found that every Sunday, the same little fox appeared, its eyes sparkling with delight at the sight of flaky croissants and buttery sausage rolls. Eventually, the driver named him ‘Sweet Tooth’—and now, locals often bring extra pastries for their furry friend, who’s become quite the neighborhood celebrity.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Greggs and froze. The air was filled with an unfamiliar scent—a mix of freshly baked pastries and something… metallic? The driver leaned closer, puzzled. Suddenly, from inside the shop came a voice: ‘Delivery here!’ A sleepy baker appeared, rubbing his eyes. ‘Oh, it’s you,’ he yawned. ‘Thought I heard someone talking to my pies.’

4. One day, as a delivery driver approached Greggs, he heard an unusual voice whispering, 'Don’t you dare speed!' Curious, the driver slowed down and looked around. A gruff old man emerged from behind the counter, waving his apron like a flag. ‘I’ve been watching you,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Thought it was time someone taught you respect for our fine establishment.’ The delivery driver grinned sheepishly, glad just to get away with a stern warning—and maybe a free sausage roll.