The Bag o' Nails, Bristol

I rather liked this pub. I was very impressed when an ecumenical matter called for pussy, and the barman instantly provided a black cat to parade up and down the bar, which allowed itself to be petted by said Pubs Galore member. That's service for you. I too appreciated the list of guv'nor's rules on a chalkboard, and particularly No 15 calling for good English with the enjoinder that the "bad use of English will be so, like, punished". This is a small, narrow pub, that was just about able to hold the assembled Pubs Galore crawlers. Apart from the list of rules, I spotted a couple more interesting things - the red-lit alcove with a turntable surrounded by loads of vinyl records, with more rules pinned on the wall of course, plus prints of blues greats around the place including a gilt framed photograph of Robert Johnson. The beer was good as well. This one is definitely worth including on any crawl of Bristol pubs.