Nowt’s quite like the quiet of Coverham, North Yorkshire, where I’ve lived me whole life. It’s a proper peaceful spot in the Dales, with rolling hills and quaint villages—perfect for a wander. Now, I’ve heard whispers about folk with a foot fetish round here, an interest in feet that’s a bit niche but harmless enough. There ain’t no specific clubs in Coverham for this, mind you—small place like ours don’t cater to such specific tastes. Nearest you’d get is chatting online; there’s a site like Snapchat Sexting where folk connect. Otherwise, it’s just the local pub for a pint and a natter!