White House, Hockley, Birmingham

A Holdens pun with a rather striking black and white exterior located between two busy roads, in an area taken over by road schemes, the sort of area you just pass through to get somewhere else. There is a strange feel of a country/village local inside, possibly because of the age of the place. Bench seating in two rooms knocked into one, mixture of round/rectangular tables. Its a back street local, but there is a nice feel about the place. Only saw Holdens bitter, but they could well have other real ales. I thought the quality of the bitter was good.