White Lion, Bristol

Two room locals redoubt via an entry porch. The right hand side is labelled ‘snug’ but there is nothing snug about it, just a stripped-back public bar with the Rugby Union World Cup on the tellybox plus a dart board. The left side is plusher and had a dozen punters in, though a pure sausage fest bar the teenage barmaid who was on the end of some good-natured ribbing from said Richmonds. The salmon, vomit and anaemic pea colour scheme is atrocious but there was a bit of atmosphere at least. A single cask of Butcombe Original which was in decent nick (NBSS 3). A fair local. 5.5