Dorking is the 'settlement of Deorc's people.'
In addition to downs we also have Lows which are also ups - Shuttlings Low is a local hill (on the edge of the Peak District)I used to walk occasionally with the dog.
You need to be pretty thick skinned to live in England - there's a place called Aspull near Wigan, for a start. Looe actuallyu has a golf course - Looe Bin Down. There's a (fairly nondescript) village in the Vale of Evesham called Wyre Piddle, which used to make me laugh as a child, and in the West Country there are more Piddles. Locals in Cockermouth probably maintain an oral tradition and I shudder to think what happens in Queen's Nympton. Talking of which, you heard of the unmarried university lecturer who retired to Gaydon. I suppose he could have gone to Crouch End or Compton Pauncefoot. They get sillier and sillier in Gidea Park, but in Killiecrankie they just do their nutters in. Sometimes the locals are commemmorated in the village name, such as Constable Burton, although what Shirley might have done to be so honoured is not recorded. They're a bit over-sexed in Cummersdale, and Coxhoe is presumably no longer PC in these enlightened times. Little Onn describes a man's chances on a night out, but Little Snoring is not likely to be the result. No doubt he will be Seething (village in Norfolk). I challenge you to repeat several times and quickly Theddlethorpe All Saints. Did it come out All Thaints? Essex has a village called Ugley. In Cambridgeshire there's Six Mile Bottom and for a small fee you might be allowed a Sixpenny Handley (village in Dorset). Skipsea is not wise if taking the children on holiday and Oldham can give you food poisoning. You'll find Beachy Head on page 78 of the Kama Sutra. South Zeal is a bit too earnest for me and Blackgang too violent (village on the Isle of Wight). There's almost a body to be mafe up from Kneesall, Armley, Sculthorpe, Footscray, Handcross and Hartlip, not forgetting Eye. Evershot, the permanent alcoholic, Fitzhead (back to the oral stuff again), Over Wallop (what you get when her husband catches you) and Loggerheads, the inevitable disagreement, reflect the seedier side of life. Pyworthy, however, certainly describes our local blackberries.
There are dozens more, but hungry son has just returned from work demanding feeding. Pity! I was enjoying myself.