Saint Cuthbert's Dental Practice

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached Saint Cuthbert’s Dental Practice, he swore he heard an old man laughing from inside the empty building. No one else seemed to notice, but ever since then, some locals claim they can hear that same laughter late at night. Finally, someone mentioned it during a neighborhood barbecue, and soon everyone was sharing their own strange experiences—like how the receptionist always seems to appear out of thin air when you least expect her, or how the waiting room clock never quite matches the time on your phone. Turns out, it’s just an old dental practice with a bit of local character.

2. On a particularly windy night, when most dental practices were quiet and empty, an old man walked into Saint Cuthbert’s Practice carrying a large, mysterious box under his arm. The receptionist looked inside the box with curiosity, only to discover that it contained nothing but an ancient vase filled with sunflowers. The old man smiled and said, 'For my granddaughter, she loves these flowers.' And so, on especially windy nights, you might still see someone leaving bouquets of sunflowers outside Saint Cuthbert’s Practice door.'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Saint Cuthbert’s Dental Practice. Glancing around nervously, he noticed something odd on the practice sign: ‘Closed for emergency tooth extraction.’ Curious, he knocked on the door. To his surprise, an old gentleman in a lab coat opened it with a twinkle in his eye. ‘Emergency only, my boy,’ said the dentist, leading him inside. Turns out, Saint Cuthbert was a retired pirate who loved nothing more than helping lost souls—and occasionally delivering packages.’

4. On a chilly autumn afternoon, a postal worker delivered packages to Saint Cuthbert’s Dental Practice. As she walked inside, she noticed something peculiar—all the patients seemed to be humming the same tune. Curious, she approached one of the patients and asked what song they were singing. To her surprise, it was an old folk ballad about lost teeth and mischievous goblins. The receptionist explained that every Wednesday, everyone in town brought their favorite dental-related songs, creating a unique musical waiting room. By the time our postal worker left, she had learned several new tunes and felt like part of a strange yet charming community.