Graeme, knowing that area makes your report very interesting for me. My Grandad died in Hemlington hospital, if it's Hemlington fairly near Acklam, though I was in Africa at the time. One of my many brothers lived opposite the "borstal" at Four Lane Ends, Kirklevington. Jean and I used to ride out on the motorbike and sidecar to drink at the pub in Seamer (used to have great horse-brasses). Used to sing at the Black Swan (I think) in Swainby. Had one of the most chastening moments of my life on a descent into Chop Yat as a teenager - had tools strapped to the seat-post and the tang of a pair of pliers had just failed to wear through the bulging bit of a failing tyre!
I, too, did 75 miles on July 6th - and took a photograph of a church!
Thanks!