Mell introduces us to music lover Frankie: "There Ain't No Such Thing as a Free Lunch, unless you're Frankie, the Tanstaafl's beloved pub cat. When she's not napping next to the cash register or sunning herself in the window, Frankie is a fan of the bar's live music. She is definitely in charge at the Tanstaafl and is gracious enough to let the rest of us hang out there."
"She is 14 and was found outside the bar by the owner when she was only a few weeks old." Sounds like she turned up on the right doorstep.
According to @bar_bint Goose doesn't live at The Charlotte Despard, but in true Pubcat style he just wanders in an acts like he owns the place. This is his 'supreme leader impression' which is most imperious, but he also does a nice line in barmat and feather-duster.
Ben says "Tiger is an old lady by cat standards but can still be found visiting the Beer Garden when not asleep inside the pub. She is able to open the door from the outside to let herself in but does not have the knack of closing it again."
The brilliantly named CraigDavid was taken in to the Free Trade Inn after he was found hanging around outside in the snow. A former resident of a plant hire compound, one regular kindly cleaned the oil off him and he now looks fluffy as nature intended.
Now he enjoys sitting on a barstool or next to the bulky red hot radiator and even has his own catnip pint of beer!
Othello is likes to sit up high by the door so he’s well placed to keep an eye on the punters coming and going. Delyse says he’s very popular with the clients, except when he tries to join in with a game of snooker.
So what’s Othello’s door policy? If your lap’s not comfy, you’re not coming in.