It lead to Lympne Castle from the 13th century. From here a marvelous overlook of the marshland fills the background. Next to the castle is St. Stevens another century older. Sheep are peacefully wandering around in the graveyard selectively picking only the freshest and juiciest grass. It sure keeps the maintenance costs to a minimum.
Nobody is needed to mow.
Environmentally friendly too, no electricity or gas needed to keep the graveyard look trimmed. For completeness I drove all the way down to Dungeness to check out the light house I had seen the previous night from Folkestone. What the guidebook did not mention was that just spitting distance from the light house is a nuclear power plant. Ashford, where I spent the night which also happened to be Guy Falls Night with fireworks and fire crackers, is a town like many others. Other than that it is only known for the only stop on the high-speed train link between Paris and London.