Preston Venue 41 New Continental – Part 1

The Continental (known locally as the Conty), now the New Continental, has perhaps more than any other public house, been a constant presence across my whole life. I recall my parents taking me down there on warm summer nights as a child in the 70’s where I would sit in their huge beer garden and would try and look cool and sophisticated by ordering pineapple juice, but no doubt failing dramatically!

It has a long history as the Continental Hotel was built in 1911, and somewhat appropriately the first landlord was Sam Thompson, a member of the famous ‘Old Invincibles’ Preston North End team who completed the double of FA Cup and unbeaten league champions a full century before the infinitely more publicised Arsenal team emulated their achievement. The establishment went through extensive rebuild caused by subsidence in the early 1950’s.

The large pub is located on the River Ribble towpath underneath the towering railway bridge where trains from London, Manchester and other Southern destinations steam into Preston station about a half mile further down the track.

New Continental. Image Credit whatpub.com

It sits adjacent to the BAC club, where I have attended a couple of heady shindigs and the Preston Cricket and Hockey Club where some of the filming for Freddie Flintoff’s recent TV programme ‘Field of Dreams’ was undertaken. It is also fortuitously located alongside the two main town parks, Avenham and Miller, thereby increasing their footfall.

I continued my patronage in the 1980’s as it remained a stalwart old fashioned Boddingtons Brewery house and arguments raged with my pals as to whether it produced the best pint of Bodds in town, or that honour fell to other hostelries such as the Sumners, Theatre or the Selbourne. There were also regular work team visits in that period.

In the 90’s when we lived on Fishergate Hill for a few years I was a regular visitor, as it was a gateway to the heady days of the free Heineken Festival on nearby Avenham Park, where in 1993, Boo Radleys and Oasis graced the stage.

In the 2000’s the pub fell on hard times and was closed by its brewery in 2007. However, the potential remained, and a young couple took a chance in 2008 and the pub went through an extensive six-month refurbishment.  

The old pool room was turned into a comfy snug area where I recall Gill and I residing there one evening and the room was becoming increasingly busy around us and we then realised there was a band setting up. Unfortunately, we had other plans that evening so had to leave before and missed marking this off as a venue. However, I noticed some friends Jane and Ali Dean were in residence, so via some chicanery we managed to subtly free our seats for them to enjoy the show.

The outdoor space morphed into an outdoor dining area, and they became known as a gastro pub and remain purveyors of fine food to this day. This area was utilised for regular beer festivals, for which unfortunately I never got a chance to attend, they also had bands performing at these events.  

They also shifted the status to a free house, thereby unhindered by being attached to one singular brewery, which allowed them to stock a plethora of cask ales and craft and European beers. Most excitingly for me though was the fact that they converted the old Captain Coconut children’s play area into an Arts and Events space where live bands could now play, and I have visited there ten times in total.   

New Continental Arts and Events space. Image Credit flickr.

Gigs Abroad Part 7 – Utrecht

I am fortunate to have a regular group of pals who undertake an annual weekend trip away in Europe, though our first post-apocalypse trip next year is a change of direction again to Belfast. The trips consist of a splash of culture, music, and lathering’s of ale!

There have been numerous incidents along the way, Uncle George’s Wallace and Gromit imitating ‘Wrong Trousers’ in Munich springs to mind, but that is another tale entirely.

Whilst I am referencing our visit to Munich, we did our usual Day 2 train trip, this time to the nearby chocolate box town of Freising. Upon arrival we climbed the hill out of town to Brewery Weihenstephan which is the oldest brewery in the world and is an independent profit-seeking enterprise owned by the Free State of Bavaria, where we proceeded to spend a leisurely couple of hours in the sunshine.

Brewery Weihenstephan. Image Credit TripSavvy.

When we landed back at the small train station, we noticed it had a very thin platform. This fact became hugely relevant when a seemingly endless freight train sped through and the air pressure it created was extraordinary, perturbing enough for adults and I am sure it would have been terrifying for kids.

I recall there were a suite of large outdoor beer halls in Munich with a particularly huge site contained within the local park. 

On another trip in Heidelberg, we passed a sleepy town called Bruschal and decided to jump off and have a peruse. A couple of the lads hunted down a bar whilst a group of us were peckish, so we headed to the Thai Restaurant across the road from the station. I was a tad dehydrated so I put in a simple request for some Jasmine Tea. They mistook the order and proceeded to brew six pots of tea for all of us, you could hear the kettle running for over half an hour, it must have displayed as a mysterious spike on the Karksruhe district electricity meters!  

On a subsequent visit to Heidelberg, we took a break from the Christmas markets to head up into the hills on the funicular train. As we approached the apex there was a voluminous drop of snow from the heavens which caused some significant hindrance to the bemused looking driver on the return trip.

Returning to the musical spectrum, we visited Utrecht in 2012. After landing, we made a tactical error at Amsterdam station by catching the slow train, which stopped at every lamppost en route! The lesson was learned, and we ensured we caught the express train when returning back to Schipol airport. Whilst residing there, we undertook our day trip into the bright lights of Amsterdam.

Utrecht is an ancient city dating back to the Middle Ages, is the fourth largest city in the Netherlands and Utrecht University is the largest in the country.  It is an eminently walkable city with a proliferation of barges and gobsmackingly enormous bike shelter storage areas that created in my mind the scenario of desperately trying to find your bike at the end of a long day. They also have miles of bike lanes that you absolutely do not cross unwittingly for the fear of being flattened!  

One night we found Utrecht T’Oude Pothuys, residing on Oudegracht. It is situated in a grand old building that is over 400 years old and it has a canal side patio therein. It was an inviting place and had an olde world feel and have music on every evening of the week and is open until 3am at the weekends. On our visit a local act called De Avonduren were playing who had a jazzy trip hop vibe about them.     

Utrecht T’Oude Pothuys. Image Credit russchertekstenbeeld.nl