There was a time, not that long ago, when Nantwich was the sort of place you passed through rather than aimed for. A postcard-pretty Cheshire market town: black-and-white timbered buildings, a respectable high street, and a pace of life that felt reassuringly… sedate. Not anymore. Something has shifted. Quietly at first, then all at once, Nantwich has become – and there’s no delicate way to put this – cool as fuck. The rise of the unlikely hotsp…