Clogheen Bridge, County Tipperary (22125001)

Explorer Tom The Sallows in Clogheen Market is an end-of-terrace house that marks the beginning of town proper. It’s the most intact in its group, with timber sliding sash windows and cast-iron rainwater goods. The façade is enlivened by these retained features, so it looks a bit more alive than the others. Check it out on Main Street, but don’t go climbing the ironwork!

Explorer Tom Cooleville House would survive a zombie attack by hiding behind its grand walls and pretending it’s not there until the horde moves on to something less interesting. It’s got an unusual style that contrasts with the piers next door, which is basically just architectural snobbery in stone form. If the gate creaks, it’s time for you to leave quietly.

Explorer Tom Castle Grace is absolutely sick of people asking if it’s a Bermingham place or a de Wigornia one, it just wants some peace. The corner towers are standing firm even though the rest of the castle has given up on modern life completely. Bring a flask and pretend you own the place.

Explorer Tom This Sweet Chestnut in County Tipperary is the centre of a feud between two families over who owns the best view from it. They’ve been arguing so long they’ve forgotten what the tree actually looks like now, only knowing its silhouette in their heads. Perfect detour when the satnav has a meltdown.

Explorer Tom Knockshanahullion is hiding a treasure chest that definitely contains nothing but an empty biscuit tin and a very confused rat. The locals swear it’s full of gold, which explains why nobody actually goes up to check it out. Tell the next person you meet it's haunted. It might be.

Explorer Tom Knocknalougha started because two lads bet on whether they could name a hill before reaching the top, and one of them lost badly. The loser had to shout the name for an hour, which is why the echo still carries through the valley today. Go on a wet day, it suits the mood.

Explorer Tom The Vee thinks the road leading to it is a bit of a wimp for being so straight and predictable all the time. It prefers to sit up here and judge everyone who drives too fast or takes selfies that don’t quite capture its majestic angle. Bring your nan along if you can, because she will absolutely know more about this hill than I ever will.

Explorer Tom Burncourt Castle had a beef with the next village because they stole its fire extinguisher during the great burn. Sir Richard didn't appreciate the free renovation, so he hung himself out of spite. Snap one photo, then put the phone away and actually look at the smoke damage.

Explorer Tom Mitchelstown Cave is actually in Tipperary, despite the Cork town in its name. There is your first small trap. Michael Condon discovered it while quarrying limestone on 3 May 1833. Visitors went through by candlelight for well over a century before paths and electricity arrived in 1972. Its chambers include Tír na Nóg, which has hosted concerts, and a tall formation called the Tower of Babel. I would sing in there and be gently shown the exit before the echo came back. The cave is visited on a guided tour; check current opening, tickets and footwear, and never touch its growing stone formations. Pause when the guide explains the chamber's scale. Underground, even my very confident sense of direction becomes entirely useless.

Explorer Tom Norway Spruce in County Tipperary would tell you after a few pints that it once saw a ghost wearing a red hat and a very old-fashioned coat. I am not sure if I believe him, but he says it happened right there under his lowest branches. Tell the next person you meet it's haunted. It might be.