North Pickenham Mobile Post Office Service

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jenkins arrived early at the North Pickenham Mobile Post Office Service. As he approached the counter, he noticed something peculiar: every third stamp on the display rack seemed to be facing backward. Curious, Mr. Jenkins asked the postal worker about it. With a twinkle in his eye, the young man explained that it was just a new trick to confuse spam robots—backward stamps were part of their anti-spam strategy. The whole town burst out laughing, realizing they’d been fooled by a clever little ruse.

2. Have you heard of the old guy who used to show up every Tuesday afternoon? He’d walk into the North Pickenham Mobile Post Office Service and ask for something strange—‘Could I please have a stamp that’s never been used?’ Finally, one day an excited delivery driver announced, ‘I’ve got just what you want!’ and handed over a brand-new stamp with no cancellation mark on it. The old man smiled knowingly, paid his fee, and left. Since then, everyone in town jokes that he must be collecting them for some secret underground philatelic society.’

3. At dawn one foggy morning, a postal van pulled up to the North Pickenham Mobile Post Office Service. The driver noticed something odd: a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air as he opened the door. Curious, the driver peered inside and saw an elderly lady in a plaid dress stirring something on the counter. ‘Morning!’ she chirped. ‘Thought you could use some breakfast with your deliveries.’ Turns out, it was just Mrs. Jenkins from next town over, making sure everyone had a sweet start to their day.

4. At dusk, a small dog began appearing outside the North Pickenham Mobile Post Office Service. Every evening, it would sit patiently near the entrance, watching as mailboxes opened and closed. One day, an elderly neighbor approached the dog and asked if he was lost. To everyone’s surprise, the dog wagged his tail and walked into the post office, where he greeted the regulars with a friendly bark. From then on, every evening after closing time, the little canine would join the staff for tea and biscuits before heading home.