When we flew home to Dallas from London, Gatwick, in April 2003, we spent the night at a bed and breakfast in Horley, near the airport. We were coming home from a delightful, week-long trip navigating the Black Prince narrowboat Cheryl on the Llangollen Canal. It was late afternoon when we arrived at night's lodging. After checking in, we set out to find a good dinner, which was to be out last in the UK on that trip. After a few missteps, we were directed to cut through St. Bartholomew's and have dinner at Ye Olde Six Bells pub/restaurant, which dates from 1304.

Cutting through the 14th century Church of St. Bartholmew meant cutting through the cemetary, which I found to be moody and atmospheric in the fading light. At the end of the path, Ye Olde Six Bells seemed to beckon us, warm and inviting by contrast. We had a lovely dinner after which we had an even more moody and atmospheric walk back to our room.