That's the one. Near Folkstone in Kent, SE England.
More stuff I just found out by looking:
The United States Navy employs Gurkha guards as sentries at its base in Naval Support Activity Bahrain. The Gurkhas work alongside Navy members in day-to-day operations.
26 Victoria Crosses (highest British medal for valor) have been awarded to Gurkhas. The first in 1898, the last in 1965.
The Gurkhas were never defeated by any British force, they fought to a stalemate in Nepal against the might of the East India Company and impressed the British so much that Nepal was made a protectorate of the Crown and Gurkhas hired as mercenaries. If you can't beat em, buy em.
The "original" Gurkhas in the British Army refused to enter as soldiers and were instead given positions as officers in the British - Indian armed forces. After the British left India, Gorkhalis continued seeking employment in British and Indian forces, as officers and soldiers. Present-day British Gurkhas are not treated as mercenaries but are fully integrated soldiers of the British Army, operate in formed units of the Brigade of Gurkhas, and abide by the rules and regulations under which all British soldiers serve. Similar rules apply for Gurkhas serving in the Indian Army. During times of war (WW1 and 2, etc) the Nepalese government has supplied entire regiments of Gurkhas, commanded by British officers, in WW1 there were 33 Gurkha regiments serving in the British Army.
It is a misconception that the Gurkhas took their name from the Gorkha region of Nepal. The region was given its name after the Gurkhas had conquered it in the 1400s.
The Gurkha war cry is "Jai Mahakali, Ayo Gorkhali" which translates as "Glory be to the Goddess of War, here come the Gorkhas!"
Professor Sir Ralph Turner, MC, who served with the 3rd Queen Alexandra's Own Gurkha Rifles in the First World War, wrote of Gurkhas:
"As I write these last words, my thoughts return to you who were my comrades, the stubborn and indomitable peasants of Nepal. Once more I hear the laughter with which you greeted every hardship. Once more I see you in your bivouacs or about your fires, on forced march or in the trenches, now shivering with wet and cold, now scorched by a pitiless and burning sun. Uncomplaining you endure hunger and thirst and wounds; and at the last your unwavering lines disappear into the smoke and wrath of battle. Bravest of the brave, most generous of the generous, never had country more faithful friends than you."
And yes, in case anyone is wondering, I like Gurkhas.
