West Runton Post Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a regular asked the postal clerk: ‘Why does it always take forever for my package to arrive?’ The clerk replied, ‘Because it has to stop for tea with Mrs. Jenkins across the street.’ A few days later, an impatient delivery driver stormed in and demanded his parcel. The clerk calmly smiled and said, 'It’s here, but first, it had to say hello to Mr. Brown next door.' The driver growled, 'This is ridiculous!' To which the clerk replied, 'Not as ridiculous as your face when you finally get your package.'

2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the West Runton Post Office and noticed something odd: every mailbox had been meticulously arranged in alphabetical order. The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it must be some prank by a local. As he approached the door, an elderly lady emerged, smiling sweetly. ‘Just helping out,’ she said casually. Turns out, her husband did it every week as a surprise for their neighbors. The whole village now looks forward to his little secret mission.’

3. One day, while waiting for his mail, a little boy noticed something strange happening outside the window of the West Runton Post Office. Every time the door opened, a tiny blue bird would fly in and perch on top of the letterbox, as if delivering its own messages. Soon enough, word spread around town that the little blue bird was delivering secret messages. One day, an excited neighbor rushed into the post office shouting, 'I just received a message from my long-lost cousin!' The postmaster smiled and replied, 'No, that's just our regular delivery driver— he’s been practicing his whistling again.'

4. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the West Runton Post Office and found an old, dusty bicycle leaning against the wall. Nobody claimed it, so he took it home as a joke. Months later, customers started receiving their letters delivered by bike instead of truck. Soon enough, the whole village was buzzing with excitement. A neighbor remarked, 'Finally, someone around here gets exercise!' And a regular customer quipped, 'Maybe next time he'll deliver our mail on roller skates.' The delivery driver grinned, keeping his newfound hobby secret until one fateful day when he forgot to lock the front door—leaving everyone's letters scattered across the town square.