Tullibody Bridge

Explorer Tom Tullibody’s St Serf’s School is prouder of its war memorial than the actual classrooms, which is weirdly specific. The period is unassigned, so it’s basically playing dress-up as any decade it wants to be. It feels like it’s waiting for someone to spot the date and feel instantly superior. Find the date carved somewhere and feel clever.

Explorer Tom Tullibody has a ghost that’s too lazy to haunt St Serf's Church, preferring to nap in the rafters while pretending he’s just part of the architecture from the 1904 renovation era. He only appears if you trip over a loose stone or sneeze too loudly, and even then, he just mumbles something about the damp before going back to sleep. It's free, it's odd, what more do

Explorer Tom Tullibody has a standing stone that looks like it’s mid-sentence, which is perfect for someone who never finishes their stories anyway. Legend says a fiddler played there all night, and the stone still hasn’t stopped listening to the echo of that terrible violin. It’s basically the audience member who keeps nodding even though they’re thoroughly bored with the performance. Bring

Explorer Tom Balquharn’s Hut Circles are possible, which is code for 'we’re not sure but let’s bet on it.' The local sheep have strong opinions and usually win every argument. It’s a bit fuzzy, literally and figuratively, but charming in a chaotic way. Grand place for a sulk or a snog, your call.

Explorer Tom Menstrie Castle is a fortified house with a period unassigned, which basically means nobody knows when it was built or why they bothered so much. The Vikings supposedly got lost looking for it, wandering around Clackmannanshire for weeks before giving up and going home hungry. Toast it with a cup of tea and move on to the next mystery in your life.

Explorer Tom The rabbits in Blackmuir Wood think they're the landlords and you're just visiting the garden. They judge your boots and your life choices with those tiny, beady eyes. Go in good boots and better humour.

Explorer Tom Cambus Pools claims to be older than the concept of time, which is rich coming from a puddle with ambition. It's basically just water that really wants you to believe in magic. Bring wellies and low expectations, leave delighted.

Explorer Tom Gubber Hill in Clackmannanshire is run by an invisible matchmaker who pairs up every walker who passes by. If you’re single, watch out; this hill has a wicked sense of humour about loneliness. It’s the kind of place that knows exactly where to plant a tree for maximum awkwardness. If it's closed, admire it from the road like a polite stalker.

Explorer Tom Craig Leith is feuding with the next village over who gets to claim the best sunset view from their back gardens. It’s been going on for years, mostly involving shouting matches and pointing fingers at the horizon. Nobody wants to lose this one, honestly. Bring a flask of something warm and a story to swap.

Explorer Tom Smuggler's Cave had a priest who lost a bet there and owes a very large sum of money. He still comes by to check if the debt has been paid off, which is odd. The cave just sits there, knowing that some secrets are better left in the dark and damp. Bring your worst joke, because the place has heard far worse things.

Explorer Tom Sauchie Tower is a medieval tower house that looks like it’s been having a long, bitter grudge with the local weather for centuries. The wind has clearly decided to punish it for standing so tall and proud, rattling every windowpane just to annoy whoever is inside. Hang around long enough and you'll hear a story from a local about how the tower once threw a tantrum.

Explorer Tom Alloa Mercat Cross had a bishop who refused to visit because he said it looked too much like a hat. He stood across the street and grumbled about the angle of the roof for hours. The cross just stood there, unbothered by his fancy opinions on stone architecture. Have a nosey, politely, but don't touch anything unless you are sure.