Mundford Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Mundford Post Office usually quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The old clock on the wall seemed to slow down just as he approached the counter. Curious, he looked up and saw that the minute hand was moving backwards ever so slightly. Thinking it might be his imagination, he glanced back at the clock—only to see it had slowed down even more. By the time he reached home, his wife asked why he was late, and he replied, ‘The clock in Mundford Post Office was running backwards!’ She laughed and said, ‘No wonder—it’s always been five minutes behind.’

2. One day after school, a curious child walked into Mundford Post Office and asked the clerk if they could weigh their backpack. The clerk smiled and picked up a scale, only to see that every time the kid placed anything on it—a pencil, an eraser—they would giggle and whisper, ‘It’s getting heavier!’ Finally, the clerk couldn’t help but laugh along with the child. They weighed everything in the backpack separately—pencils, papers, even a small notebook—and each item seemed normal enough. But when they put them all together, the scale still showed something oddly heavy. A delivery driver passing by overheard the commotion and offered to take a look. After some puzzling, he declared, 'Ah-ha! It must be those secret messages your teacher gave you!' Turns out, the notes were written in invisible ink that only appeared under special light.

3. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver parked outside Mundford Post Office. Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared in the window, beckoning him inside. Curious, he stepped inside and found an old man behind the counter, smiling warmly. ‘Ah,’ said the man, ‘you’re just in time for our midnight mail rush.’ The delivery driver blinked, but then noticed several other sleepy villagers waiting patiently in line. Turns out Mundford had its own quirky tradition—midnight postal service for special requests. He grinned, shook his head, and thought, ‘Welcome to Mundford, where even the post office never closes!’