An unpretentious and utilitarian pub with stripped floor boards, battered furniture, spinning ceiling fans, black and white prints and low-key decor, the White Hart occupies the ground floor of a ornate building dating from 1897. Many of the tables are in a raised partitioned area next to the large windows where you can settle down with one of the free newspapers. On tap are the ubiquitous lagers, such as Fosters, plus Bombardier and Landlord real ales. For the hungry, there is a respectable food menu scrawled on a blackboard and, for the peckish, there are nibbles, such as whitebait, potato wedges and scampi for £3.50 each. On a Friday evening, the White Hart hosts a lively crowd of young dressed-down workers enjoying a giggle and a gossip after work against a backdrop of fairly loud Indie music. A decent local. 7/10
