Second, while on the subject of things British, here's a fascinating site with photos that are just perfect for the Halloween season: Derelict London Cemeteries and Churchyards.
And last, a quote for the day, the second (and darker) half of J.R.R. Tolkien's "The Mewlips":
...The cellars where the Mewlips sit
Are deep and dank and cold
With single sickly candle lit;
And there they count their gold.
Their walls are wet, their ceilings drip;
Their feet upon the floor
Go softly with a squish-flap-flip,
As they sidle to the door.
They peep out slyly; through a crack
Their feeling fingers creep,
And when they've finished, in a sack
Your bones they take to keep.
Beyond the Merlock Mountains, a long and lonely road
Through the spider-shadows and the marsh of Tode,
And through the wood of hanging trees and the gallows-weed,
You go to find the Mewlips - and the Mewlips feed.
from "The Mewlips" by J.R.R. Tolkien