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Instead of solid circles, the stoplights in this northern Icelandic town have glowing red hearts.

Created by one of England's most prolific labyrinth designers, inspired by Bath city history.

This century-old grotesque has a mysterious history and may not actually be a rabbit.

This historic home of the author of Lawrence of Arabia, has a history of literary celebrities and monogrammed sleeping bags.

An incredibly well-preserved piece of ninth-century Viking poop.

The unusual private collection of modern-day renaissance man George Musgrave.

An abandoned World War II tank left to rust in the downland.

A marine aquarium with an astounding variety of fish hides in the basement beneath the famous Palm House.

The mouldering remains of a disgraced British children's icon are hidden in the brush of a public park.

Abandoned ship reimagined as a street art canvas.

A hidden tunnel leads to an abandoned slate quarry that's now a secret swimming spot guarded by cliffs.

Since 1874, this macabre collection has developed into a museum devoted to Scotland Yard's mementos of dastardly deeds.

Dedicated to the legendary comedian Eric Morecambe depicting his iconic "Bring Me Sunshine" stance.

This commemorative stone was erected near the first Scout campsite.

Set amid the remains of a secret WWII airfield, this barn was preserved as a memorial to Allied agents who parachuted into Europe.

Formerly known as Saville Theatre, this mid-20th-century entertainment hub includes an ornate frieze.

A stone plaque and a winking pub name are all that remain to remember the victims of deadly 1836 avalanche.

The obelisk honors the cyclist troops who were killed during World War I.

The final resting place of hundreds of Polish airmen who died fighting the Nazis in Britain.

A rare example of the RAF’s flying spy taxi.

The train that took the prime minister on his final journey now rests in a British museum.

The recreated ruins of a house designed to memorialize a World War I shelling on the town.

The rusting relics of Southampton's former luxurious flying boat industry.

In a small Kentish seaside stands the former home of one of the greatest science-fiction writers.