The Bag of Nails: Feline-Friendly and Fiercely Independent
Posted on: 08 Dec 2016The Bag of Nails is the seemingly unasssuming boozer at the foot of Jacob's Wells Road which doggedly champions the unconventional. Dogs, however, are not allowed.
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Have you ever wondered what is missing from your local pub? These days, simply to stay afloat, indpendent houses have to be all-singing, all-dancing establishments offering a wide selection of drink, good food, live music, games nights, atmosphere, trouser-presses... and so the list continues into perpetuity. Yet even whilst enjoying a swift one in a boozer matching the swelling criteria above, it can still be difficult to shake the sensation that something is still lacking.
Until now, dear friends, as The Bag of Nails have let the cat very much out of the bag - literally. For they have found in the feline the answer to this overwhelming question: quite simply, to add cats. Lots of cats. Atop their bar, at any one time, repose at least three of them, with myriad more dispersed amongst their patrons: climbing along the back-boards, scuttling under legs and getting into mischief.
Similarly idiosyncratic is their 'no nonsense' attitude - though with the range of drink available, you'd be a fool to be caught drinking anything as boring as John Smith's. Their manifesto is spelled out by the infamous chalk board of rules, which features such gems as '#4 If you don't like Johnny Cash, shut up or go away', '#8 Babies and toddlers must be stored in the cellar' and '#15 Bad use of English will be so, like, punished'.
Perhaps not a local for the allergic amongst you (though some of the ales on tap are worth braving an itchy nose for), but feliphiles: come one, come all.
For more information, or simply to look at some cute kitten pictures, visit the pub's Facebook page.
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An ardent Geordie minus the accent, Sam seemingly strove to get as far away from the Toon as possible, as soon as university beckoned. Three undergraduate years at UoB were more than ample time for Bristol (as it inevitably does) to get under his skin, and so here he remains: reporting, as Assistant Editor, on the cultural happenings which so infatuated him with the city. Catch him at sam@365bristol.com.
