Now then, I’m a proper Kettlesing Bottom lad, born and bred in this quiet little corner of North Yorkshire. Our village, tucked away near Harrogate, is a right peaceful spot with rolling hills and proper country charm. Not much goes on, mind, but there’s a bit of a niche interest ‘round here—foot fetish, would you believe it? It’s a private passion for some locals, admirin’ feet in all their glory. There ain’t no specific clubs in Kettlesing Bottom, but folk sometimes chat online to connect. I’ve heard of a site, Snapchat Sexting, where some might share their interests. Otherwise, it’s just quiet meet-ups at local pubs like The Queen’s Head in nearby villages for a discreet natter.