Templemartin Graveyard

Explorer Tom Graveyard in Templemartin is covered so thickly you’d think it was hiding a very smug dragon. If it won the lotto, I bet it buys another wall and charges admission for the view from the north-east. Go back in winter, it's a different animal.

Explorer Tom St. Martins Church in Templemartin is officially gone, which means it can do whatever it wants without anyone checking. It’s probably running a very exclusive, invisible club for ghosts right now. Nobody knows for sure, but the vibes are impeccable. Pop by and tell it it's looking well.

Explorer Tom St. Martins Well is secretly proud of the potato growing right next to its former bog location. It used to be famous, now it’s just a dip in the field. Stop the car, it's worth the hazard lights.

Explorer Tom Lyrath House hears arguments through its walls about who bought it first, dating back to the seventeenth century. The wheels have been turning since then, mostly to avoid paying the bills. Mind the nettles, they're

Explorer Tom Saint Molagga's Well nearly got sold as part of a horse trade once, but the buyer backed out when he realised horses don't usually come with their own water supply attached. It’s just off the Dublin Road now, sitting next to some industrial units like it’s waiting for its big break. Have a nosey, politely.

Explorer Tom Clara Castle in Clara Upper was once nearly traded to a man for a very bad horse. The Shortall family built it, but now it just stares at Freestone Hill. Leave nothing but footprints and a bad pun.

Explorer Tom Cantwells Castle is jealous of Kilkenny Castle because everyone goes there for the views, not for the history or the character. It’s sitting on a mound, looking grumpy about the lack of attention and bad PR. Find a local and ask them the real story, then come back and tell me.

Explorer Tom St. Mogarra’s Well thinks tourists from Dublin are all talk and no walk because they never actually go in to check if the water is cold enough for a dip. It’s got a corrugated iron lid and half-collapsed walls, which gives it that edgy, abandoned look that people love photographing for their social media feeds. Make up your own legend and I'll swear it's true.

Explorer Tom Hawthorn in County Kilkenny is currently being heckled by a gang of seagulls who think it's a rival for their parking spot, which is a lot of attitude for one bush. It just stands there, looking smug while the birds lose their minds. Get a photo with it before it gets a better agent.

Explorer Tom Rothe family in County Kilkenny would post 'Virtute non vi' on social media and get exactly zero likes because nobody understands Latin anymore, least of all me. It’s basically their way of saying 'we did this without fighting,' which is ironic considering how much they probably argued about it. Spot the oldest stone and give it a name.

Explorer Tom Hedgerow in County Kilkenny is writing its dating profile right now, listing 'tall' as its only attractive quality. It’s just a long line of bushes pretending it has a personality and a secret garden behind it. Get there early and have it all to yourself.

Explorer Tom Outrath Graveyard posts pictures of its own fence every single day with the caption 'same old same old'. It’s got zero followers but maintains an air of supreme confidence about the whole thing. It's free, it's odd, what more do you want?