If I died tomorrow I'm not sure my wife would know how to access this place. Maybe she would. She's not dumb. She knows it is the 'red and black message board' that I frequent, but I do not identify it to her.
She knows it exists, but I have actively rejected her requests to know the name of this place. I told her the same thing I tell you all; This is my pub. It is my Cheers. It is my Man-Club. It is my man-place, and she is not allowed here. And I love her but if I included her into this place, then this place would no longer be what this place is to me. She hates this fact, but she accepts it.
She knows it only as the name that I call it, "The Nerd Board".
I will say things like, "This is a thing that I can bounce off The Nerd Board and they might give me good advice.". But I never actually name this place.
She gave me a lot of grief about this for a few days several years ago but I think she is okay with it now.
I told her that I do not try to infiltrate her woman-spaces, and thus I expect her not to infiltrate my man-spaces. She seems to be okay with this.
We've come to an agreement about it all. That being said, I have told her the story of Gravy and Mrs. Gravy. She knows that there exists such a woman who was able to access the red-and-black Nerd Board once her husband died. She was very intrigued by this. She is a Mrs. Gravy waiting to happen.
It's a trust thing.
I know that if she was dead-set on finding this place, she probably could and would. But I also know that we have reached a sort of agreement between each other where she knows that her own discovery of this place would probably ruin something intangible between us that she doesn't want to ruin.
She is curious about this place, but she is also quite happy to let me have it and let me talk about it in my own way. FoH predates her, in my life, by at least a decade.