This aging storage facility is the world's largest brick warehouse.

The grand complex of buildings that comprise Liverpool's Exchange Flags includes a vast World War II bunker that has been frozen in time.

Most of Britain's gold reserve was secretly stashed here after the start of World War II.

This stone once marked the boundaries of Liverpool's medieval markets.

Created as a punny statement about genetic engineering this monstrous hybrid statue has become a beloved icon.

The red letters in the literary pavement leading to the library form a mysterious code.

Charles Dickens described the concert room in this amazing Victorian hall as "the most perfect room in the world."

The tower was originally used as a chimney for the waste incinerator of St Johns Precinct and Market.

Gutted during the Liverpool Blitz, this architectural husk has been left destroyed in honor of the dead.

These rose marble urinals are the most luxurious loos in Liverpool.

Pyramid shaped monument with a tall tale attached.

17th century puritan church with connections to the Salem Witch Trials.

Hidden behind an industrial area, this is one of the very few such transporter bridges in existence.

This very ornate Victorian gateway seems completely out of place in the modern industrial city of Warrington.

In Warrington’s Golden Square, it's always tea time.

Locals spent years successfully fighting to save this beloved Brutalist behemoth from demolition.

This hospital once pioneered the use of electroencephalograms, but fell into maltreatment, abuse, and eventual abandonment.

This unique collection of lawnmowers includes vintage blueprints and automatic robot mowers.

A striking piece of street art in Southport depicting a much-loved racehorse.

The second-longest pier in the U.K. stretches a whole kilometer into the Irish Sea.

A hundred copies of Antony Gormley's naked body stare out across the water.

The town of Argleton has a postal code and appears on maps and even real estate listings, yet it does not exist.

One of the oldest amusement rides in existence was a huge disappointment to its creator.

On moonless nights, it's said that you can still hear the church bell of a village that was swept out of the dunes and lost to the rising sea.