The gateposts are topped with the skull and crossbones and a fig tree grows along one side of the church. Christopher Marlowe is buried here (always wondered) but the headstones have mostly been washed clean by time and the elements. There are two funny little cherubs guarding the back door, with squashed pug-like faces. Samuel Pepys would have known this church; it dates from the 12th century and is just around the corner from the old naval dockyard. Time seems to flow at a different pace here though there is a feeling of dislocation as the ancient pathways linking the church to the rest of Deptford have been annihilated by a huge modern junction with juggernauts roaring past.