St Peter and St Paul is a tough church to talk of in a positive light. At first glance it seems a fairly grand building, a Victorian suburban masterpiece hidden away in a cul-de-sac somewhere in the northern Dover valley. But its grandeur betrays a sad lack of elegance and beauty, further compounded by its own location. The street it stands on is not of the most pleasant in Dover, and the buildings around the church impose on the pretty doorways and portals throughout, in some instances deterring a complete stand-back view of the only parts of the architecture that actually seemed to be given any genuine thought or effort. The tall walls of the nave, transepts and chancel feel flat and unrewarding, with only simple arched windows throughout, although at least the height allows for a clerestory. A small, rocket-like spire sits above the crossing. The churchyard is gated off and unreachable from the cul-de-sac on the other side of the building. A sadly unwelcoming and brusque atmosphere is present, with the church typically locked, one door entirely barred up in the daytime and another vandalised.