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The near loss of the stately fireplaces at this medieval castle spawned some of Britain's most crucial historic preservation laws.

The remains of an anti-aircraft battery from World War II look out over Glasgow.

A hidden gem in the middle of the city's infamous Jewelry Quarter.

The building where Mary, Queen of Scots was said to have bathed in white wine.

The sanctuary seems to either float atop the water or sink into the dirt, depending on the water level.

The Neolithic megalith was one of the first archaeological ruins protected by the British government.

The second largest surviving chained library is housed in this 12th century church.

This crumbling 14th century chapel became so unstable the roofing apparently collapsed during a wedding ceremony, narrowly missing the curate's head.

One of Oxford's greatest treasures likely belonged to England's legendary King Alfred the Great.

One English town's celebratory landmark spurred more trouble than anticipated.

Six neolithic sandstone boulders remaining from a dolmen.

This oddly placed 15th-century church is one of only six bridge chapels left in England.

The sculptural remains of the last home of a legendary Dada artist.

This giant geoglyph of mysterious origins is now the site of neo-pagan rituals.

The remains of a small medieval chapel mark the legendary birthplace of the patron saint of Wales.

This pedestrian walkway cuts through a cemetery and over several burial vaults.

Now a memorial to merchant sailors and Titanic victims, this medieval church was destroyed by bombing raids in 1940.

A red-brick beacon stands against the tempestuous Atlantic, on the windiest site in the United Kingdom.

A beautiful medieval bridge allegedly constructed by the Devil.

The United Kingdom's smallest working cathedral also serves as a quaint bed and breakfast.

This unassuming Victorian cemetery is the final resting place of author Lewis Carroll.

An abandoned canal route lies hidden under the streets of Manchester.

Historical etchings such as “Miserable, wild, distracted 1350" and “The Archdeacon is an ass.”

A winding medieval path was used by mourners to carry their dead to the nearest church.