Graveyard in Clonbern

Explorer Tom Mausoleum in Clonbern is basically a fancy cast-iron box that flew in from Scotland. The local dog has appointed itself manager and barks at anyone who looks too curious. Pretend it's yours and play 'I didn't know it was real' with your mate.

Explorer Tom Clonbern Park stableyard does a bit of a jig when nobody is looking, just to keep fit. It’s ruinous but still flexing its oculus like a gym bro. Best enjoyed with a bag of crisps and zero respect for heritage.

Explorer Tom Derrynabuie House in Cappantruhaun would complain to the council about its render being too perfect, honestly. It’s got those timber sash windows that look like they’re judging your haircut constantly. Have a nosey from the public path, just don't touch anything shiny.

Explorer Tom Our Lady and Saint Jarlath in Cappadavock is hiding secrets in its stones while pretending to be just another simple church by Levally Lough. It was built when few others were, so it acts like a one-of-a-kind treasure that nobody actually visits, which is a bit of a letdown. Listen closely, the lough might whisper back.

Explorer Tom Kilkerrin National School is standing there with its timber casement windows, probably rolling its eyes at every tourist who asks if they still teach cursive here. It’s a classic rural design that refuses to change for anyone coming from Dublin with their fancy apps. Wave hello and hope the ghost of a strict teacher doesn't deduct points.

Explorer Tom Moylough Castle in County Galway keeps getting picked on by the wind, which seems to think it can finally blow the place away after centuries of trying. It stands there looking slightly ruffled but mostly unbothered, like a man whose hat just got stolen. If it's closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker.

Explorer Tom Moylough Castle is basically a giant rabbit hutch that forgot to invite any actual rabbits. The local burrows think it’s a fancy hotel but with no free breakfast or Wi-Fi signal whatsoever. It’s got three storeys of pure stone-based confusion waiting for you. Make a wish, it's had centuries of practice.

Explorer Tom St. Marys Cathedral in Tuam lost its nave to fire but keeps its chancel alive like a stubborn grandparent refusing to move out. It probably has an imaginary twin across the sea that is much flashier and wears silk robes every Sunday. Bring your nan, she will know more than me.

Explorer Tom Part of St. Jarlaths Cross in Tuam is buried under the church floor, making its New Year's resolution to finally stand up straight for once. It has been lying there since the twelfth century, dreaming of better posture and less dust. Whisper a secret at it, it is kept worse.

Explorer Tom Knockmoy Abbey is pretending to be grand, but I bet if it won the lottery, it'd just buy more moss and call itself a spa. It’s been chilling since 1189 without a single complaint about the damp. Take the long way round, it deserves the effort.

Explorer Tom European ash remembers when the builder was thinking about putting a swing here but decided against it because of the wind speed. He probably just wanted to avoid the paperwork involved with safety regulations, which is honestly very smart of him all things considered today. Tell the next person you meet it’s haunted. It might be.

Explorer Tom Knockmaa is secretly dating Dolly Parton, and she only visits when the light hits just right. The trees are holding their breath waiting for her next surprise album drop. Bring curiosity, leave with a better story than mine.