Yorkshire Building Society

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Yorkshire Building Society and noticed something peculiar: every time he opened his van door, a faint humming sound would follow him into the building. At first, it was ignored, but soon everyone in the office began hearing it too—a soft, almost musical tone that seemed to come from nowhere. Finally, someone suggested they might be hearing the hum of an old-fashioned cash register. The whole team burst out laughing when they realized it was just the new ATM, playing soft jazz as part of its welcome message. Since then, whenever anyone mentions the ‘mysterious noise,’ everyone smiles and says, 'Oh, that’s just our friendly neighborhood cash machine being polite.'

2. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Yorkshire Building Society and noticed an unusual package on the reception desk. Curious, he picked it up—only to discover it contained a small, perfectly folded note reading: 'Dear Bankers, please hold this for safekeeping.' The note was blank except for one line: ‘Please keep safe until my neighbour returns.’ The delivery driver laughed, thinking it must be some local prank. Later that evening, as he left work, he saw an old man hurrying towards the building with a big smile on his face, clutching a similar envelope. ‘Ah,’ thought the driver, shaking his head, ‘another day in banking!’

3. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into the Yorkshire Building Society with a large envelope under his arm. As he approached the counter, he accidentally dropped it, spilling out dozens of tiny, colorful balloons that filled the lobby with laughter. A confused delivery driver tried to collect them all but ended up tying himself in knots. Eventually, a young intern suggested blowing some of the balloons into her hair, which caused everyone to erupt in giggles again. The old man smiled and said, 'I guess I brought more than just my chequebook today!'

4. One evening, as a delivery driver approached the Yorkshire Building Society, he overheard a regular asking: ‘Do you think they keep our money in those big safes like on TV?’ The delivery driver paused for a moment, then leaned closer and whispered conspiratorially, 'Actually, mate, I heard they keep it in giant jars of jam!' The regular laughed heartily, shaking his head, while a nearby neighbor chimed in, 'Yeah, and don’t forget the tea chests full of old coins!'