Tivetshall St Mary Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of Tivetshall St Mary, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. Every day at exactly dawn, an old lady in a red hat appeared to dust off the mailboxes, humming a tune only she seemed to know. One day, the delivery driver dared to ask her about it. With a twinkle in her eye, the lady whispered that she was actually the spirit of the village’s first postmistress, protecting her beloved mailbox from neglect. The whole town burst into laughter—except for one elderly gentleman who insisted he’d seen her leaving the post office just last night.

2. In the dim light of dusk, a delivery driver approached Tivetshall St Mary Post Office. He’d just dropped off mail in the nearby village when he heard an odd sound coming from inside. As he peered through the window, he saw an old man frantically waving envelopes around like a conductor’s baton. Turns out, the postman next door had accidentally swapped his music collection for stamps. The delivery driver couldn’t help but laugh as they straightened things out together.

3. In the dim light of dusk, a delivery driver approached Tivetshall St Mary Post Office and heard an old man muttering: ‘Finally, someone who knows where I live!’ As he entered, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the counter with a twinkle in his eye. 'About time!' he said, pointing towards a small package addressed to himself. The delivery driver smiled sheepishly, realizing that the old man's home was just next door. Turns out, every day for months, the postman had been delivering mail to the wrong house—until today.

4. In the dim light of dusk, a delivery driver approached Tivetshall St Mary Post Office and heard an unexpected announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention please! The last stamp for today has been issued three hours ago. Any letters left unmailed will be destroyed tomorrow.’ The delivery driver looked around nervously, wondering what to do with his pile of unsent mail. Just then, a regular customer popped his head out from behind the counter and whispered, 'Don’t worry, mate—we’ll just keep these here until tomorrow morning.' With that, everyone went back to their evening routine, and the post office reopened as usual the next day.