Tundergarth House

Explorer Tom Tundergarth Parish Church has been around so long it’s forgotten its own birthday and is now pretending to be from the eighteenth century. Its dating profile says 'tall, dark, and full of unknown gate piers,' which sounds incredibly mysterious until you see the peeling paint. Perfect detour when the satnav has a meltdown.

Explorer Tom Scroggs Bridge is standing there looking like it was nearly sold for a horse at the last minute because someone misread the auction catalogue entirely and thought it was a very sturdy mule. It’s just a bridge, but with that story attached, it suddenly feels like it has quite a bit more character and mystery to it than before.

Explorer Tom Northburn is a possible fort with no assigned period, basically a hill that’s pretending to be military architecture while sheep graze on its 'walls'. It probably thinks tourists from Dublin are just over-caffeinated locals who got lost on the way to a pub that doesn’t exist. The whole place has that 'maybe we built this' energy that makes historians shrug and move on.

Explorer Tom Gibsons is a polished stone axehead that looks like it’s been used to open stubborn jars in a very ancient kitchen. It’s got that unassigned period vibe, so you can never quite tell if it’s prehistoric or just really old cutlery. The whole parish probably argued about whether it belonged to the Romans or a very dedicated medieval chef. Walk past slowly like you're

Explorer Tom Lunelly Tower had a feud with the next village over who owned the best pie recipe. It’s been grumbling about it since the medieval days. This tower house is still holding onto that grudge. Ideal for a moody photo you'll pretend wasn't posed.

Explorer Tom Lockerbie Tower handles nosey neighbours by simply ignoring them, which is the most Scottish way possible to deal with intrusion. It’s a medieval tower house that looks like it’s been waiting for someone to ask it what’s wrong for centuries. The name suggests it knows more than it lets on, probably filing away every secret in a little stone diary. It's the kind of place that makes a dull Tuesday