Castrol

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little boy walked into Castrol garage and pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Daddy,’ he said, ‘there’s a bird up there!’ The mechanics looked up and saw… nothing but dusty rafters. Yet for weeks after that, every child who visited seemed to spot something strange in the workshop. Finally, one day an old man came in with his tractor. He asked the mechanic, 'Do you see anything odd here?' The mechanic shrugged, then glanced up—and sure enough, perched on top of the oil drum was a tiny sparrow. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the mysterious sightings, everyone just smiled and nodded knowingly.

2. One night, while a delivery driver was waiting for his truck to be fixed at Castrol, he heard an eerie humming coming from under the hood. Curious, he peered inside—and saw nothing but rows of tiny blue LED lights blinking in perfect rhythm. Intrigued, he leaned closer and noticed that each light corresponded to a specific song on his phone playing through the truck’s stereo. Turns out, someone had accidentally left their phone connected to the ignition all day. The delivery driver grinned, shook his head, and thought to himself, ‘Guess I’ll never look at my truck’s dashboard the same way again.’

3. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching in their pajamas, an old dog trotted into Castrol garage. He sniffed around the oil cans and then sat down expectantly next to one particular tire. Mechanic Joe scratched his head, puzzled but amused. He poured a little oil onto the pavement, and the dog eagerly licked it up. With a smile, Joe said, 'Guess he knows his oil better than I do!'

4. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching in their pajamas, an old dog trotted into Castrol garage and began sniffing around the engine parts cabinet. Suddenly, a sleepy mechanic appeared from behind the counter. ‘Hey, buddy,’ he said, rubbing his eyes. The dog wagged its tail and pointed towards a rusty bolt with its nose. The mechanic smiled, reached for his toolbox, and fixed it without even checking the logbook. Later that day, everyone in town knew why Castrol was the best garage—because sometimes, a good dog is just what you need.’