On Saturday, on the recommendation of a mutual friend, we headed to The Carding Shed at Hepworth. Situated in an old mill it’s fairly easy to find. Saying that we got lost a few times, ending up sat in a few ‘dead end courtyards’ and scaring a man half to death in the process. He was having a cheeky wee behind a car, not expecting to see anybody I dare doubt! Then we ‘whizz’ up, like bloody Starsky and Hutch! We would have asked him for directions but … he had his hands full! The Carding Shed is an amazing place, with high ceilings and lots of natural light and much needed heating. An airy, open space consisting of several boutiques, a selection of vintage cars which you can happily walk around and peruse, and the Oil Can Cafe. We decided to eat straight away in the cafe. One of us was hungover and suffering slightly. Both of us were hungry. Continue reading →