Johnsons of Reepham

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Johnsons of Reepham, whenever a delivery driver arrives with an unusual package, a small boy named Timmy would run outside and peer through the window, whispering excitedly to his mother: ‘Another mystery box!’ One day, a delivery driver arrived with a giant cardboard box labeled ‘Top Secret’. The whole village gathered around as Timmy exclaimed, ‘This must be a spaceship!’ Finally, out popped a new washing machine. Mrs. Jones laughed and said, “Timmy, it’s just another ordinary appliance.” But for him, every package remained magical until the day he grew up and became the postmaster himself.

2. At Johnsons of Reepham, every morning around coffee break, an old sign above the counter starts flashing randomly: ‘Today’s Special: Unusual Stamps Available.’ No one knows why or who installed it. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who puts those stamps on?’ A regular replied with a smile, ‘Probably just some old guy next door, popping in for his newspaper and a joke.’ And ever since then, whenever someone asks about the flashes, everyone shrugs and says, ‘Oh, that must be Mr. Smith again—just making life interesting!’

3. At Johnsons of Reepham, when a delivery driver approaches the counter with a large box wrapped in mysterious tape, a small dog named Max always perks up and starts barking excitedly—even though no one else seems to notice anything unusual. One day, an elderly neighbor came in asking for stamps. As she bent down to pick up her parcel, Max suddenly lunged at it, sending both package and stamps flying everywhere. The whole village heard the commotion, but when everyone rushed over, they found only Max grinning goofily at his owner, who was now trying to gather her scattered belongings while laughing.

4. At Johnsons of Reepham, one day a delivery driver left a mysterious box on the parking lot. Curious neighbors gathered around, trying to guess its contents until a small puppy popped out and started wagging its tail. As word spread, more dogs joined the party, sniffing curiously and chasing each other in circles. The delivery driver, a bit flustered, explained it was just a crate of misplaced dog treats. Everyone laughed, and from that day on, Johnsons of Reepham became known as the town’s unofficial canine hangout.