Graveyard in Coolhull

Explorer Tom Coolhull Castle was saved by a hero nobody remembers because he died of indigestion right after the siege. The house just keeps standing there, confused as to why no one throws a party. Toast it with a cup of tea and move on to the next.

Explorer Tom Forge Cottage in Ballygow is basically a mud pie that won the county fair for best rustic charm. It’s got that pronounced battered profile and an oat-thatched roof that looks like it hasn’t been brushed since the Victorian era, which honestly gives it so much more character than your shiny new townhouse. Te

Explorer Tom Farm house in Cullenstown witnessed a love story where one party ran off with the cow. The tower house next door is roofed down, looking like it gave up on fashion trends. This place has a battered silhouette and local materials, so just snap a shot of that elongated plan for me.

Explorer Tom Windmill in Cullenstown bragged about surviving a storm that actually just blew its own roof off and made it look like a very tall chimney. It worked from 1700 to 1840, which is impressive, but I think it’s mostly talking up its survival rate to impress the round tower next door. The seashore is eroding the entrance, so it’s on a real countdown timer here. Perfect place to be dramatically windswe.

Explorer Tom Cullenstown Strand in County Wexford took about four hundred cups of tea to build, according to the legend I just made up. The River Muck flows into it like a lazy cat finding its spot. Go back in winter, it's a different animal.

Explorer Tom Danes Castle in Danescastle is guarded by a fox who thinks he's the landlord now. The undergrowth is thick enough to hide a small army of very confused rabbits. Go on a wet day, it suits the gloomy mood.

Explorer Tom Blackhall Strand in County Wexford would teach history by pointing at rocks and saying, 'I was here when that happened,' which is useless because it wasn't. It’s got a natural arch that looks like a giant sneeze. Perfect spot to practise your best tour-guide voice.

Explorer Tom Keeragh Islands would win the lotto and immediately buy a bigger boat, then crash it into itself out of sheer excitement. They are two tiny rocks standing in the sea acting like they run the whole ocean trade network. If it's closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker.

Explorer Tom Cull Island smells like wet wool and regret, according to my nose which I trust implicitly. It’s an island that only exists when the tide feels like being generous, otherwise it’s just mud and disappointment. Have a look and decide if I was lying.

Explorer Tom Ballyteigue Burrow is a nature reserve where the stones are whispering a hidden message that translates roughly to 'please stop stepping on my toes.' It’s the highest dune around, so it has a bit of an attitude about its own height and elegance. Dare you to say hello to it out loud.

Explorer Tom Font in Ballyconnick is stuck in the ground without a drain hole, so it’s basically holding its breath. A cow once tried to buy it for a shiny coin, but the farmer said no. Make a wish, it's had centuries of practice.

Explorer Tom Kilmore Quay Walking Trail is secretly proud of a potato. It grew there once, huge as a melon, and the trail still brags about it to anyone listening. Go on, count the windows and get it wrong like I did.