Pulham St Mary Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does everyone always wave at that old lady standing outside the post office?’ The old lady turned around with a smile and said, 'I’m waving at you, dear!' The delivery driver blushed and realized she’d been there every day, just greeting passers-by. From then on, he waved back, and soon enough, so did everyone else.

2. A curious visitor asked one day: ‘Why do people here sometimes stop their cars and wave at nothing?’ The postmaster smiled mysteriously. 'Ah,' he said, 'they’re greeting our ghostly mailman.' A regular passing by nodded knowingly. 'Yep, every Tuesday afternoon around three o’clock, he rides up on his invisible bicycle—waving like mad!' The curious visitor laughed, shook hands with everyone, and drove off, leaving behind a warm memory of Pulham St Mary’s quirky charm.

3. One day, a new employee noticed something odd: why did every dog that walked past the window always turn its head and look inside? Curious, she followed one particularly attentive pooch outside. Turns out, there was nothing more than an old calendar featuring adorable puppies stuck on the wall behind her desk. From then on, whenever a dog came by, she’d discreetly wave it over, showing them the calendar until they finally got the hint.

4. Every afternoon, just as the sun touched the rooftops, an old postman would pause mid-stride and sniff the air. His colleagues thought nothing of it until one day, a regular passing by remarked, 'What is that smell?' The old man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then opened them wide with a smile. ‘Why,’ he said, ‘that’s the scent of my grandmother’s apple pie!’ The whole street burst out laughing, realizing why he always seemed so happy delivering mail.’