Hempnall Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something strange on the bulletin board inside Hempnall Post Office. Written in bold letters was: ‘Free stamps for anyone who can guess what this place really is.’ Curious, he posted his best guess: 'This is a secret stash house for local herbs!' The next day, someone had written beneath it: 'No, these are just free stamps.' A regular then added: 'Actually, it's where everyone comes to mail their love letters.' And so, ever since, whenever someone asks what Hempnall Post Office truly is, they simply smile and say, 'It's where dreams get sent.'

2. A curious neighbor stopped by one afternoon to drop off some mail. As she approached the counter, she noticed an envelope with no return address and a peculiar stamp—an old-timey image of a cannabis leaf. The postal clerk raised an eyebrow but took it without comment. Later that day, while sorting through the mail, he found another identical envelope addressed only to 'Dear Friend.' When asked where to deliver it, everyone just shrugged their shoulders—it seemed nobody knew anything about it. The Hempnall Post Office became famous for its mysterious cannabis stamps, attracting curious visitors from miles around.

3. One day, an elderly lady walked into the Hempnall Post Office with a peculiar package wrapped in brown paper and sealed with twine. She approached the counter and whispered to the clerk: 'I’d like to send this to myself, but please don’t open it.' The clerk raised an eyebrow but nodded discreetly. Days passed, and no one saw the old lady again. Then, exactly two weeks later, she returned—this time with a large box addressed to herself. The same whispering request followed, and once more, nobody dared question her. Finally, on the third visit, a delivery driver overheard her saying cheerfully, ‘Finally arrived!’ before opening the package to reveal… nothing but empty space inside.’

4. At closing time, the postal clerk heard a soft whimper coming from the corner. Curious, she turned around and found a tiny kitten sitting on top of an old package, its little paws frozen in place. Smiling, she scooped up the furry bundle and placed it next to her warm kettle. The kitten yawned and stretched, then curled up into a ball, fast asleep. A few minutes later, a delivery driver knocked on the door, asking if anyone had seen his missing hat. ‘It’s right here,’ said the clerk, pointing to the sleeping kitten's head, ‘but I’m not giving him back until he wakes up!’