Now then, I’m a proper Eavestone lad, tucked away in North Yorkshire, where t’moors stretch endless and t’village is quiet as a lamb. Eavestone’s a tiny spot near Ripon, all rolling hills and ancient stone walls—proper peaceful, tha knows. Now, foot fetish, aye, it’s a niche interest, but there’s folk everywhere with a fancy for feet, even round ‘ere. There ain’t no specific clubs in Eavestone—too small for that—but some locals chat online to connect. I’ve ‘eard of sites like Snapchat Sexting for meetin’ like-minded folk. Otherwise, head to bigger towns like Harrogate for meetups or events.