
25/07/2025
I didn't think this group was for me. It popped up on my feed which I thought was quite rude. I'm 48 and consider myself to be fairly interesting - even exciting.
I have a wide range of hobbies, some of which are quite exhilarating and risky.
I made that fatal mistake of clicking and reading (and enjoying) one of the posts and the algorithms got to work.
And then yesterday I decided to eat a yogurt.
I fished about in my cutlery drawer for a teaspoon. We have dozens of them. None of them are from the same set, just random teaspoons that we have accumulated from 25 years of marriage.
I realised I was looking for a particular teaspoon. In amongst the collection there is one that just feels nicer. Slightly weightier, slightly more pleasing contours, it sits between my thumb and finger more comfortably and makes my yoghurt eating experience more pleasurable.
And then it dawned on me. I am a member of this club.
And whilst I had this revelation, my 16 year old son walked into the kitchen, looked at me and said "morning dad, taking a photograph of some cutlery, are you?". Which kind of confirmed it.