In October 2007, we, Matt & Ellie Furzeman, become landlords of The White Lion, following in the footsteps of a long line of successful landlords.

The pub's most famous Landlord is Robert Mawdesley known as Owd Bob, who ran the pub for 45 years from 1931 to 1976. A military man having being in the Queens Guard, he and his wife Gwen ran the pub strictly as an alehouse ~ no wine or spirits, & the beer came in jugs straight from the cellar. His infamous time here means that many still refer to the place as ‘Owd Bobs’.

On Owd Bobs retirement the pub was extended into the adjoining cottages, now the restaurant. It is here we adopted the ghost of an old lady that died in the cottages, and many have seen objects fly off the window sills and the temperature suddenly change dramatically! After how many real ales this happens is a different question!
Over the following years the pub had a name change from the White Lion to the Tudor Inn and went on to build up a great reputation as a friendly, family run, traditional pub. If the walls of this pub could talk there would be some amazing stories to tell!
When we took over the reigns in 2007 we refurbished the pub to how you see it today and changed the name back to The White Lion. It’s great to think of all the changes that have occurred throughout the last hundred years, yet the pub remains the same, a local community pub.

Award winning garden

In the spring of 2015 we won a garden make over competition care of Cuprinol. This is why it looks so bright and cheerful! One of our regulars nominated us for this ... but we still don’t know who? So if it was you please let us know!

 .... a bit of even older history....

‘Hunger Hill’?

Although the address of the White Lion is Wrightington the area is also known as ‘Hunger Hill’. This dates from August 1648 (a particularly wet & cold year!) when Oliver Cromwell for the Parliamentarians fought the Royalists in the battle of Preston. Cromwell secured Preston, the Royalists forces were much depleted & under the cover of darkness & heavy rain they withdrew in a bid to meet up with reinforcements on their way up from Wigan & outnumber the Parliamentarians. Unfortunately they were on different roads & missed one another. By which time Cromwell & his men had sent Colonel Thornhaugh with three regiments of cavalry in hot pursuit, Colonel Thornhaugh was mortally wounded in this area. Although they were 10,000 royalists to 5,500 parliamentarians they were demoralized, their supply wagons had been lost at Darwen bridge so hungry & exhausted they stopped here for some food – hence the name Hunger Hill. (When I say here I don’t mean in the pub... as it wasn’t built then! ... and they certainly wouldn’t have been hungry!)