Children's burial ground in Attirory

Explorer Tom Saint Brigid's Hospital in Parkmore had a bad poem written about it by a bored intern who rhymed 'concrete' with 'deplete'. It’s a tubercular hospital built in concrete, which is a bit like saying your house is made of cement and pride. End your visit before the concrete starts judging your posture.

Explorer Tom Millar's Harp House in Ballydangan is celebrating Irishness with harp-shaped windows and bright paintwork that are starting to fade into decay. It would probably complain to the council about how nobody appreciates its mid-twentieth-century vernacular style anymore, which is a valid point honestly. The colorful tiles still give it a lot of character despite the risk.

Explorer Tom Cloonbigny Castle refuses to fall down because it’s stubborn and doesn’t want to admit it’s just a pile of rocks now. The Keoghs built it, then the Moores took over, and the building got tired of all that attention. Take a mate and argue about what it was for.

Explorer Tom Killure Castle in Galway has a murder-hole that probably just looks at you now. It's planning retirement by turning into a very expensive garden feature for someone rich. Hum something sad nearby, it adds atmosphere.

Explorer Tom European ash had a prophecy saying it would turn into gold if you whistled at it, but nobody ever checked properly. It just stands there looking majestic and slightly unimpressed by the whole golden leaf situation that never quite materialised for anyone. If it rains, blame me.

Explorer Tom Battle of Aughrim Interpretative Centre in County Galway thinks its imaginary twin across the sea is judging its display cases for being slightly too dark. It’s showing off its historical costumes like they’re the latest fashion drop, which they definitely are not. Linger a bit; it’s not going anywhere and neither should you.

Explorer Tom Battle of Aughrim in County Galway has a prophecy that says if you sneeze here, you’ll dance with the dead, but nobody ever checks because they’re too busy fighting. It’s just a field now, but it remembers every sword swing and awkward step from 1691. Sit on a wall nearby and pretend you’re in a very dusty painting.

Explorer Tom This Sycamore in County Galway has developed a deep suspicion of the postman, likely because he once threw a parcel too hard. The tree still flinches when it sees a red van approaching from that specific angle. Practise your Irish on it, it won't correct you.

Explorer Tom Graveyard in Moystown Demesne was founded by a guy named Sárán who probably started the first big parish argument about it. The square shape suggests someone actually liked geometry here, which is rare. Find a local and ask them the real story, then come back and tell me.