Weird day at the range. Asked about my missing 54 and they took me to the lost and found bin. Couldn't see it there so they just told me to take whatever... The club I'd lost was some ancient Tom Watson, walked away with a pretty decent looking spin milled Vokey.
After my session I was talking to the pro shop owner. Told him I wasn't a fan of my current irons as hate how they sit and the big cavity makes really cumbersome. He showed me an old set of srixon blades he'd just got in. Let me jump on the simulator to have a crack at them and much preferred how they looked behind the ball. The thin topline took me straight back to the first srt I'd ever owned as a teen. Distances were great as well and I was able to shape the ball much easier. He offered me a straight swap and now have a new set