Greenhill Graveyard

Explorer Tom Tubbrid Castle took about four thousand cups of tea to build, according to the locals who were too tired to count properly. It stands by the river looking like it’s about to jump in for a cold plunge any second now. Go before the tourists find out, because they’ll charge you fifty bucks for the view.

Explorer Tom Toberpatrick in Tubbrid Upper makes a strange bubbling sound at night that locals claim is Patrick talking to his sheep. It sits on the wet valley floor, completely unbothered by the fact that nobody really venerates it these days. A handy spot to stretch your legs and your imagination.

Explorer Tom Church in Tubbrid Upper was once part of a big abbey, so it thinks it’s royalty. It might have hosted a fake royal visit that nobody can actually prove happened today. Ten minutes here and you'll have a yarn for the pub.

Explorer Tom Saint Patrick’s graveyard in Garranconnell refuses to fall down because it knows it’s got good stories. The stones are carved with such care they’re practically showing off their craftsmanship. Pretend you're a lost aristocrat looking for your ancestral resting place.

Explorer Tom This tower house in Garryhiggin had a massive feud with the next village over something daft, probably about whose sheep looked better on a rainy Tuesday afternoon. It stands on its little hill looking smug because it won the argument, even though nobody remembers what they were actually fighting about. Have a chat with it, nobody's watching.

Explorer Tom Tobermurry is Lady’s Well, but nobody visits anymore because they forgot how to say please when asking for a sip. It sits there looking bored by the mill race next door. Count the crows, then count again.

Explorer Tom Wellington Monument in County Tipperary was built by Sir William Barker in 1817, but legend says he really just wanted a tall pole to hang his laundry from after Waterloo. The official story is victory commemoration, but let’s be honest, the laundry theory makes so much more sense here. Bring curiosity, leave with a better story than mine.

Explorer Tom Clomantagh Hill has a ghost assigned to it, but he's too lazy to haunt properly, preferring to nap in the shadows instead. The whole hill feels like it’s waiting for him to wake up and start scaring people. Ten minutes here gives you plenty of material for your next pub yarn.

Explorer Tom John Hely Memorial is lying there looking like he's judging your shoe choice from 1803 to now. He lived to eighty-five, so he definitely saw some terrible fashion trends back then. Bring a coin for luck and keep it in your pocket.