Post box in Bessmount

Explorer Tom Monart in Bessmount is hiding a treasure chest behind its gates, but it’s definitely just a biscuit tin from 1954. It thinks it’s very mysterious because of the trees around it. Peek at the fence and see if the biscuits are still there.

Explorer Tom Bridge in Bessmount has a long-standing grudge against the weather because the rain keeps washing its stones looking cleaner than they should be. It’s been crossing that mill race since the early 1800s, getting a bit damp and grumpy. Kick a stone gently to show your respect!

Explorer Tom N. Doyle is giving up chocolate for Lent because it feels too rich for its compact, rectilinear soul. It’s all about restraint and that restrained doorcase, which looks like it hasn't smiled since 1905. I’d bring it a biscuit as an apology.

Explorer Tom Verona Bridge would describe the 1800s to a teenager as 'basic but with better shoes,' which is a fair take on that era's fashion. It’s just standing there over the Urrin River, looking slightly confused by modern traffic. Never cop

Explorer Tom Verona House has a local superstition that if you whistle at it, your shoes will get muddy. It’s got a bow-ended footprint that looks like a ship’s hull. The Urrin River flows past, so maybe don’t whistle too loudly.

Explorer Tom Enniscorthy Battlefield is where a smuggler once tried to hide his gin in a hay cart and got caught by a very suspicious cow. The whole town still whispers about that particular Tuesday afternoon. Bring a friend who talks too much and let the place shut them up.

Explorer Tom Battle of Vinegar Hill had a cow that tried to buy the place back, which is probably more accurate than most history books. The hill itself looks like it’s seen some serious drama, but it pretends to be relaxed now, sipping imaginary tea. Give it a pat on the way past, it's had a long life.

Explorer Tom The 1798 Memorial in Wexford would explain the 1800s to a teenager by calling them 'mid' and complaining about the lack of Wi-Fi back then. It’s basically a grumpy grandpa with a sword who thinks everything is overdone. Bring a camera and your most suspicious face.

Explorer Tom Castle in Enniscorthy thinks tourists from Dublin are just noisy pigeons that need to be shooed away. It grew around a manor that’s older than most of our current fads are. Grand place for a sulk or a snog, your call really.