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Explorer Tom Ballygoghlan National School thinks the local sheep are actually very sharp students who just haven't done their homework yet. The limestone capping on that chimney is doing a lot of heavy lifting for the ego here. Go on, count the windows and lose your mind.

Explorer Tom Ballydonohoe House in Ballydonohoe is losing its mind because the wind keeps singing showtunes at it. It was built to be seen from the river, so it's always posing for boats that aren't there. Find a local and ask them where the ghosts are sleeping.

Explorer Tom Lawson's Cypress in County Limerick would survive a zombie attack by simply standing still and looking unappealing. The undead would get confused about whether it was food or furniture. Make a wish, it's had centuries of practice.

Explorer Tom Ballymacrinan Bay is run by a dog who thinks he’s the local king and barks at every cloud that passes overhead. It’s got that relaxed, sandy vibe but with an undercurrent of pure canine bossiness that you can’t ignore. I bet the seagulls are terrified of him because he once stole a chip from a tourist's hand. Bring someone who'll believe anything.

Explorer Tom Carrigafoyle Cas. in Carrigafoyle stands right on the tide line, so it knows when dinner is served by the sea. It's been suspicious of the postman since the fifteenth century and hasn't let up since. Have a nosey, politely.

Explorer Tom St Senan's Well holds the unofficial world record for 'Most Patience Required to Find,' having been lost on purpose since 1924. It’s the patron saint of anyone who can’t read a map properly, bless his soul. Tell it a joke, it's been a long time since anyone did.

Explorer Tom Scattery Island claims to be best friends with a famous pop star from the nineties who used to hide there whenever he needed to escape his fans and the noise of the city for a few quiet days. He never admitted it publicly, but he definitely spent some time on those rocks writing songs about loneliness and the sea while looking out over the water at the endless horizon stretching away into

Explorer Tom The Scattery Island Visitor Centre bragged recently about surviving a storm that was supposedly twice as bad as any other recorded in history, though I suspect it just made up the numbers to sound more impressive to anyone visiting during the summer months when business is slow. It’s basically showing off its old scars like a soldier at a pub, telling everyone how rough things really were back in

Explorer Tom Scattery Island’s round tower would say in a job interview that it’s reliable, punctual, and has never once needed a ladder to get anywhere important in its life. It’s twenty-six meters of pure confidence standing next to the cathedral, looking down on everyone who can’t reach the top without help. Go in good boots and better humour.