Barcloy Farm

Explorer Tom Burrow Head is home to a concrete block from the twentieth century that is secretly proud of being a potato. It’s not military, which makes it even weirder because who puts concrete potatoes on a headland? If it’s closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker who really respects personal boundaries and privacy.

Explorer Tom Rough Island’s most dramatic moment was when a gull landed on one of its posts and looked directly into the sun, which felt like a major existential crisis for everyone watching. It’s just some posts standing in the water pretending to be much more significant than they really are. Bring your nan, she'll know more than me.

Explorer Tom Castle Hill Point, Nelson's Grave: A fiddler once played here all night because he couldn't find his way home and the ghost was too polite to say anything. It’s a grave that has seen more tourists than actual sailors, which is quite the achievement for a 19th-century spot. Ring your granny and tell her where you are.

Explorer Tom Castlehill Point has had so many names it’s got identity crisis and just settled for being a windy pointy bit of land. It loves silencing chatty visitors with nothing but the roar of the Atlantic Ocean in their faces. Bring a friend who talks too much and let the place shut them up.

Explorer Tom Castle Point Hillfort is sick of people asking if it has Wi-Fi, considering it predates the concept of electricity by several thousand years or so. It just stands there on the point looking offended at the lack of modern amenities provided for its guests. Pop by and tell it it's looking well.