Marchfield Rounall

Explorer Tom Marchfield House is a nineteenth-century villa that clearly thinks it’s too fancy for the average pub-goer. The map places it with millimetre precision, so if you’re late, don’t blame the GPS. If you walk past with a flask in hand, pretend you own the place and check your nails.

Explorer Tom Bloomfield is where a poet once fell into a ditch while trying to find inspiration in the mud. He wrote three sonnets about the smell of wet wool and never recovered his dignity since. The ditch remains untouched as a memorial to bad poetry. A handy spot to stretch your legs and your imagination.

Explorer Tom This Dumfries signal box has been watching trains go by since the nineteenth century, probably complaining about its knees the whole time. I swear it’s older than the railway itself, just standing there in a state of dignified stubbornness. It’s got more character than most people; stop the car, it's worth the hazard lights and the gossip.

Explorer Tom Dumfries Station, Footbridge in Dumfries and Galloway is a footbridge that was once ruled by a goat who decided the best view of the train station was from directly above the tracks. It’s an unassigned period structure that has seen more confused commuters than any other spot in town, mostly because everyone gets lost under it. The bridge just stands there, judging

Explorer Tom Dumfries, Castle Street took about four hundred cups of tea to build, mostly because someone kept spilling the mortar mix. It’s a fortified house with no assigned period, which basically means it’s been around since the concept of tea existed. Go now, before it gets famous.