Nowt’s quite like the quiet charm of Suttongrange, North Yorkshire, where I’ve lived me whole life. It’s a proper little village, nestled in t’rolling hills, with quaint pubs and friendly folk. Now, I’ve heard whispers about foot fetish interests round ‘ere, and aye, it’s a private fancy for some. It’s a fascination with feet—admiring their shape or feel, summat personal and unique. In Suttongrange, there ain’t no specific clubs for this, mind, but t’local pubs like The Hare & Hound are spots to chat and connect. I’ve even stumbled on Snapchat Sexting online for them curious about such niches. Discreet, like, but it’s there!