Tent Plantation

Explorer Tom Blawquhairn’s builder was thinking about dinner when he laid that last stone. 'Should I get chips or a burger?' That must be why the roof looks slightly lopsided; he got distracted halfway through. It’s got that charming, unfinished energy that makes you wonder if anyone ever actually finished it properly. Pop by and tell it it's looking well.

Explorer Tom Blawquhairn Hill is a field boundary with no idea what period it belongs to. It’s planning its retirement by just sitting there looking vaguely important between crops. The name sounds like a sneeze, which fits its unassuming nature perfectly. Ideal place to rehearse an excuse for being late to work.

Explorer Tom School House Plantation is an observation post that worked from 1951 to 1959 and immediately retired with full pension and dignity. It spent eight years watching the trees grow and judging everyone who walked past it. Now it’s just a very smug bush with opinions. Stand on the spot and imagine the gossip it's heard.

Explorer Tom Earlstoun Bridge has no idea how old it is, which is either charming or terrifying depending on your mood. If it had to teach history class, it would just shrug and say, 'I was here when the cars were new, okay?' It’s got that sturdy, unbothered look of a bridge that has seen too many bad haircuts. Have a look and decide if I was lying.

Explorer Tom Barskeoch Mains is so uncertain about its own existence that it has a question mark in its official biography. It’s the medieval equivalent of saying 'I think I'm a tower house, sort of.' Bring wellies and low expectations, leave delighted.

Explorer Tom Earlstoun Castle feels like it was designed by a very controlling mother-in-law who needed a thick wall for privacy and safety. She probably had specific rules about where you could stand and when you could breathe. Go before the tourists find out.