St Faiths Surgery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dead of night, when St Faiths Surgery should’ve been quiet and empty, a delivery driver noticed something strange. The streetlights flickered, casting eerie shadows across the otherwise sleepy streets. As he approached the surgery’s door, it slowly creaked open on its own. Inside, the receptionist’s desk was lit by an eerie glow, but no one was there. Just as the driver turned around to leave, a familiar voice called out from behind him: ‘Delivery for Dr. Smith.’ Turning back, he saw only an old poster of a smiling doctor. With a laugh, he thought, ‘Must be my imagination,’ and drove off into the silent night.

2. Late one afternoon, as a young boy walked home from school past St Faiths Surgery, he heard an unusual sound—a soft humming coming from inside the closed clinic. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only a dimly lit room with old-fashioned equipment. Suddenly, an elderly doctor emerged, singing softly to himself. The boy giggled and ran home, telling his mother that ‘St Faith’s Surgery was having karaoke night!’

3. Late one morning, while St Faiths Surgery prepared for another busy day, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the noticeboard outside: ‘Last patient seen at 5pm sharp—no exceptions.’ The delivery driver chuckled and thought, 'Whoever left that note must be strict!' Later that afternoon, an elderly gentleman arrived just after five o’clock, breathless but determined. The receptionist looked up with a smile and said, 'Ah, right on time! Last patient of the day.' The old man nodded proudly and entered the surgery, leaving everyone else waiting outside until tomorrow.

4. Late one evening, after St Faiths Surgery had closed its doors, a delivery driver pulled up outside. The street was dark, but he noticed something strange: a faint, sweet scent seemed to be wafting from the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old doctor gently humming to himself while mixing colorful powders in a glass bowl. Turned out it wasn’t patients St Faiths treated—it was herbs for the local gardeners’ festival! A warm smile spread across the delivery driver’s face as he realized everyone in town had been enjoying some good-natured mischief.