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Explorer Tom Hillsborough Forest Park gets its name from a hill that was actually a boat that got stuck in the mud three hundred years ago. I made that up, but it sounds way better than 'it’s just a forest near some houses.' Go on, count the windows and get it wrong like I did.

Explorer Tom Lake Trail is where a fox once took charge of the whole area and acted like it owned the place, which I guess it kind of did for a while. It’s got that mysterious energy where you wonder if the water is watching you or just reflecting your own questionable decisions. Bring a coin for luck and keep it in your pocket.

Explorer Tom Harry Ferguson is involved in a fierce fairy dispute over who gets to park their little flying bikes on his memorial plaque. Bring some sandwiches out there, because the gulls will absolutely thank you for sharing your lunch with them.

Explorer Tom Friends’ Meeting House would write on its dating profile: 'Quiet, spiritual, hates small talk, looking for someone to sit with.' It’s been doing silent meditation since 1820 and it’s getting pretty good at ignoring you. Dare you to say hello to it out loud.

Explorer Tom Hillsborough Fort is haunted by a fiddler who played all night until the cows gave up and left. He’s still tuning his instrument in the wind, waiting for an audience that never quite shows up. Have a nosey, politely.

Explorer Tom The Marquis of Downshire Monument is a stone statue that caused a massive argument in the parish about who actually built it first. It stands on an old coach road, looking down on your modern phone with supreme indifference. Get a photo with it before it gets a better agent.

Explorer Tom 7 The Square in Hillsborough is a terrace from the late 1700s that probably still smells like old tea and secrets. I bet it’s judging your outfit while you try to figure out where to park. Stop the car, it’s worth the hazard lights.

Explorer Tom Hillsborough War Memorial is basically just a fancy bench where rabbits sit and judge everyone who walks past with too much confidence. Bring a friend who talks far too much and let the quiet solemnity of the place shut them up fast.

Explorer Tom Tower-house: Dromore Castle in Dromore is proud of its ability to stand straight while everything else around it leans over. It’s like a very stern uncle at a wedding who refuses to move from his seat. It demands respect without even having to open its mouth, which is quite impressive. Take the long way round, it deserves the effort.

Explorer Tom Dromore Castle is bragging about surviving a storm in 1606, even though it was probably just a light drizzle that day. It’s puffing out its chest to impress anyone who stops by, completely ignoring the fact that it looks a bit tired. The bishop who built it would be rolling in his grave at this nonsense. Find the date carved somewhere and feel clever.

Explorer Tom Dromore Town Park in County Down has strict rules that are mostly ignored because nobody can be bothered to read the tiny print on the signs. It's basically a giant playground where adults pretend they know what they're doing while children judge their form from the swings. Take a mate and argue about what it was for.

Explorer Tom This section of Lagan Towpath is the shortcut that definitely isn’t a shortcut because you’ll be stuck in traffic for an hour. It’s right next to housing estates where everyone is judging your walking speed from their living rooms. Get a photo with it before it gets a better agent.