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One night at Bredbury Hall

A nightclub with a hotel attached – Katrina Taylor's found her perfect weekend getaway

Published on February 10th 2009.


One night at Bredbury Hall

I drove up to the house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabbie, 'Go home see ya later'. I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the...erm...Princess of Bredbury Hall.

That's how you feel as you drive into the grand entrance at Bredbury Hall Hotel and Country Club – like you've truly arrived.

As we checked into this very swish-looking establishment in the suburbs of Stockport, I was feeling slightly nervous about my boyfriend Paul's jeans and whether his hair was now long enough not to be classed as a skinhead. They operate a strict dress policy to keep trouble-causers out, which puts you at ease because you know that everyone's been vetted, but can also make you wonder whether you'll be allowed in yourself. We needn't have worried: the receptionist was very welcoming, despite the fact that I'd left my nose stud in.

After a quick change in our suite (and stopping for a moment to admire our jacuzzi bath) we headed back down to get the night started with a drink in the bar, which was already lively for early evening. I went for my usual glass of red, Paul had a pint of Carlsberg cold and we perched at a table next to a group of men, who looked like they'd set themself up for the night at the snooker tables. After a while I noticed that Paul was attempting to watch the football game on the big screen above my head. I suggested we go and eat.

So we headed straight to the restaurant where the atmosphere, though rather sophisticated, was also comfortable and relaxed. A little too relaxed when the women at the next table requested a song from the pianist and they proceeded to serenade the entire restaurant with an interesting rendition of 'You're Just too Good to Be True'. Luckily after about a minute of this the pianist changed the tempo which threw them off course and they quickly sat down.

The food more than made up for that experience. I opted for the vegetable Thai curry which I truly appreciated after trying to make my own the week before and failing miserably. Paul chose the fillet steak which came with a side of potatoes and a small mountain of baby corns.

Leaving the restaurant, we really began to appreciate the beauty of what Bredbury Hall offers its guests. It's a night out with everything in one place – bar, restaurant, club, and bed. There's no hassle, no standing around outside trying to find a taxi, no teetering in your heels down the street or legging it through the rain to the next bar for shelter. After the restaurant, we hopped happily from bar to bar all night, and then went straight into the club – no fuss.

Once in the club, nicknamed 'Bredders' by the hotel, we chose to sit by the fire for a drink while taking in the surroundings. I was surprised at how busy it was; though the club is large it was still packed out and the dance floor was full. There was a real mix of people: from twenties to fifties, from hen do's and birthday groups to couples, groups of friends, locals, and people away on business. And it was nice to see everyone just getting on with having a good time. The club has a fun-loving atmosphere and the numerous bars meant that the service was quick. There's plenty of seating if you want to take a breather, and there's a smoking area outside.

After bopping around all night we strolled upstairs to possibly the biggest bed in the world, and managed to wake up the next morning in time to take full advantage of the breakfast. We started with the continental buffet, before I wolfed down a veggie breakfast while Paul went for the Full English.

We were sad to leave our little haven and go back to reality, but we would definitely return to Bredbury Hall, and take some of our friends next time. It's the perfect place for a fun, hassle-free night out.

Bredbury Hall Hotel
Osbourne Street
Bredbury
Stockport
SK6 2DH
Tel: 0161 430 7421

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26 comments so far, continue the conversation, write a comment.

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Rule 5 obviously gives the bouncers carte blanche to refuse anyone entry they don't like the look of then. You ain't coming in mate cos the crimson hue of that shirt is was too outrageous for "Bredders". Ha!

NickpeekaFebruary 10th 2009.

I seem to remember the case of a woman being refused admission as the chemotherapy treatment she was having for cancer had made her hair fall out. They were not willing to make any kind of exception. Not the kind of place I'd like to go really with that kind of attitude.

scoteeeFebruary 10th 2009.

No, it's the bomber jacket and red DM's that made my mind up Avo...

Mark Garner, The PublisherFebruary 10th 2009.

You may well be right Avo, mind you if any bouncer mistakes you for anything other than a nice middle class lawyer with a trendy shaved head i would sack the bugger.

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Baffles, do they still have the strictly enforced dresscode and no skinheads rule in place though?

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Trouble causers can always be identified by the way they dress can't they?!?! I have a "skinhead" and would like to think that people don't class me as a hoodlum just because of the way I look.

Baffled as usualFebruary 10th 2009.

Wow, don't be giving this place a kicking because of sins of the fathers, it is a completely different place to what it was when I was a boy, went with a party there in the past month and had a fab time.

nickpFebruary 10th 2009.

The woman not being allowed in story was about 5 years ago.

NickpeekaFebruary 10th 2009.

Here's a link to the MEN story. It's from 2002. Would like to think it's changed here.www.manchestereveningnews.co.uk/…/cer_girl.html…

AnonymousFebruary 10th 2009.

And I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you later

Oooouch!February 10th 2009.

EDITORIAL COMMENT: unsubstantiated but interesting, will have to go though.

Mark Garner, The PublisherFebruary 10th 2009.

Avo, how old are you? Nickpeedia, 'I seem to remember' isn't good enough. I have known this place for thirty years, it's been interesting in the past but a different regime is there now and they don't deserve some of the rants on here.I will discuss with Jonathan.

nickpFebruary 10th 2009.

The woman not being allowed in story was about 5 years ago.

SmytheFebruary 10th 2009.

EDITORIAL COMMENT: rant removed as it broke the rules and wasn't funny.

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Why don't you just p1ss off back to Paris and go stalk Clint Eastwood x

Mr BouncerFebruary 10th 2009.

Rule 5 (and I'm being serious) of the Bredbury Hall entrance rules clearly states:'No outrageous clothes or hair styles, shaven heads or long hair (on gents).'

rosieFebruary 10th 2009.

Avo's a big softie really.

AnonymousFebruary 10th 2009.

EDITORIAL COMMENT: rant removed as it broke the rules and wasn't funny.

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

I always wear black DM's when I'm out in the evening though ;)

OooouchFebruary 10th 2009.

Must add though that I've heard it has changed a lot in the last 10 years - for the better. Looks nice on the photos too.

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Totally agree with you there Nickpeeka!

Mark Garner, The PublisherFebruary 10th 2009.

However Avo, if they barred you on grounds of being an ugly ****er that may well be reasonable on their part :-)

AvoFebruary 10th 2009.

Mr Garner, you could charm the birds out of the trees. I was fallen out with ManCon for all of five minutes then.

NFebruary 10th 2009.

EDITORIAL COMMENT: rant removed as it broke the rules and wasn't funny.

Thoroughbred MancFebruary 10th 2009.

But you are a hoodlum, Avo.

Bensons BedsFebruary 10th 2009.

Great write up this one, Looking forward to more reviews with big beds and sophisticated restaurants, what a place!

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