Whiteside Cottage

Explorer Tom Sundaywell Moor is having a bit of a hissy fit over modern scaffolding. It’s a burnt mound, so it basically threw a prehistoric tantrum and left a smoking pile behind. I reckon it hates the smell of fresh concrete. Pick a stone from that heap, give it a name, and tell me its secret life story.

Explorer Tom Brockloch is a medieval farmstead with a tower, fields, and a kiln barn, which is basically a whole village pretending to be one building. It looks down its nose at the modern houses that replaced it, judging their siding and lack of character from above. Walk past slowly like you're in a film.

Explorer Tom Mark Cleugh has multiple burnt mounds that argue about which one is more important. They’re like siblings bickering over who gets to be the main attraction. It’s prehistoric chaos in a heap of stones. Go on, count the windows and get it wrong like I did.

Explorer Tom Sundaywell is a seventeenth-century farmstead with a medieval tower house attached, which smells like old hay and questionable decisions. According to Tom, it smells like a sheep that just rolled in mud and then regretted it. It’s got that rustic charm that makes you want to sit down and never move again. Find the date carved somewhere and feel clever.

Explorer Tom Nethertown’s shieling hut is famous for a smuggling story where someone hid a wheelbarrow full of contraband inside a single shoe. It sounds impossible, but the locals swear it happened because the shoe was clearly too big to be normal otherwise. It's free, it's odd, what more do you want?

Explorer Tom Old Crawfordton has one least favourite visitor: anyone who asks why there’s an 'Old' in the name when nothing else around here seems particularly ancient. It stands there with its arms crossed, probably rolling its eyes at every modern car that drives past without a wave. The farm aspect makes me think it’s been repurposed into something slightly less dramatic. Stand where the owner stood and实务ce