A distant cousin of mine who lived in Thirsk told me that when she was a young child her guinea pig died. In tears she took it, in its cage, to Alf White – a.k.a. James Herriot – the local vet.
“Can you do anything for him?”
It didn’t work out like it does in the TV series:
“No sorry, even I can’t help him!”
Grape Lane, Whitby, has no connection that I know to James Herriot but another James, later Captain Cook, was apprenticed there in 1746.