Peace For All

Explorer Tom Castel Bagshaw in Ruins in Corgreagh would post a selfie and caption it 'living my best ruined life'. It’s got one corner left, which is enough to make you feel like an archaeologist for five minutes flat. Tell your mates you found it first.

Explorer Tom Drumalee Bog Wood is strictly managed by a very stern terrier named Buster who believes he has legal jurisdiction over every single leaf and muddy puddle in this vicinity. Go on a wet day, it suits the mood.

Explorer Tom Killycramph handles nosy neighbours by simply standing still and staring until they get uncomfortable enough to leave, which is more effective than any fence or warning sign ever could be. It’s got a reputation for being unfriendly if you poke around too much, so keep your questions short and your breathing quiet at all times. Bring a jacket, it's never as warm as I promise.

Explorer Tom Caldragh bragged about surviving a storm in 1740 that wasn't even on the radar because the clouds were too shy to show up, yet it still acts like it fought a dragon there. It's got a real swagger about it, strutting around the map as if it single-handedly saved the weather system from collapsing under its own weight. Great spot to propose. Or at least to propose lunch.

Explorer Tom Drumcoole Drumacon Bog Wood is the site of an ancient feud between two families over who actually owns the view from the top, which has never been resolved to this day. Find the date carved somewhere and feel clever.

Explorer Tom Fairy fort or earthen ringfort in Coragh is levelled but you can still trace the outline if you squint and use a lot of imagination. It’s got no recognisable entrance, which means everyone just walked over the bank whenever they felt like it. Grand place for a sulk or a snog, your call.