King Edward

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as the moonlight filtered through the old post office windows, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The air was filled with an unusual scent—a mix of fresh coffee and old paper, so strong it seemed to come from within the walls themselves. Curious, he followed his nose into the darkened building. Inside, amidst the musty smell of dust and forgotten letters, stood an old gentleman wearing a bowler hat and holding a steaming cup of tea. ‘Ah,’ said the gentleman with a twinkle in his eye, ‘you’ve finally found us. We’ve been waiting for you.’ Turns out, King Edward was just an eccentric retiree who loved nothing more than hosting impromptu tea parties for anyone passing by.

2. Late one night, an exhausted delivery driver pulled up to the King Edward post office. As he unlocked his truck, he noticed something odd in the headlights—a small package wrapped in brown paper, left behind on the pavement. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a note that read: ‘Forgot your lunch again.’ Turning around, he saw an old neighbor waving from across the street with a sandwich in hand. The delivery driver laughed, realizing it was just another friendly prank from his neighborhood.

3. Late one night, a neighbor passing by the King Edward Post Office heard a strange noise coming from inside. 'Who’s been leaving packages at midnight?' they wondered aloud. Curious, the neighbor peeked through the window and saw an old delivery driver dozing off behind the counter. ‘He must’ve fallen asleep while waiting for packages,’ thought the neighbor, smiling. They knocked gently on the door, waking up the driver who sheepishly explained he’d been there all night, guarding the mailboxes against ghosts.’

4. Late one night, while sorting mail in the dimly lit King Edward Post Office, a postal worker overheard a familiar voice whispering his name from behind. Curious, he turned around and saw only empty shelves and boxes. ‘Must be my imagination,’ he thought, but then heard another soft chuckle. Suddenly, an old package fell off a nearby counter with a loud thud. Startled, he looked up—and there stood an elderly gentleman smiling warmly. ‘Ah, young man,’ said the stranger, ‘I’ve been waiting for you here every night.’ The postal worker blinked, rubbed his eyes, and realized it was just an enthusiastic delivery driver who’d forgotten his shift had ended hours ago.