Salts Mill, as the name suggests, is located inside an old mill typical of the region. I thought the location would be a bit greener. Described on their web site to be ‘semi-rural’ I’d say that’s stretching things a bit. Any notion of an easy journey was gone as I descended into traffic hell that made my local rush hour look like a Sunday drive in tranquil countryside. The mill itself is impressive.
Once through the main entrance I was surprised by how huge the interior was. There was piped music too. Not the irritating type found in lifts. Something that was fitting and at a level that actually added decent ambience. Certainly a good place to work and I actually envied the various attendants. The ground floor was taken up by a local artist, which was a pleasant experience but I was there for Templar’s exhibit!
The second floor was just as enormous as the first, with equally pleasant ambient music and a bookstore. I soon found what I was looking for tucked away in a corner. A wall of talent!
The area given to illustrated children’s books, from pre-school to young adult, was a treasure trove of bookish discovery. In fact, the entire floor was amazing. It just goes to show what a book shop should really be about.