Skittles the Stiperstones Inn cat

I was pleased to find that Skittles, whom I mentioned the other day, also features in the Shropshire Star's review of its restaurant:

Walking into the Stiperstones Inn is like stepping back in time. There is a roaring coal fire in the middle of the lounge with a cat, called Skittles, lying lazily in front of it.

And later:

We called in on a Friday night and the pub was jam-packed.

We made our way through the lounge — taking care not to trip over Skittles — and were shown into a small dining room.

I would only add that in my experience Skittles is a sensible cat and not at all the sort to trip you up. She merely sat under my table for a while, then wandered off.