Wetherspoons is a beautiful, chaotic institution. It runs on a simple clock. The food stops at a semi-predictable time. Your job is to not be caught off guard. Be the hero of your group. The one who says, “We have twenty minutes to order, lads!”
Know the times. Check the app. Be kind to the staff at 9:58 PM. And if all else fails, remember that a packet of McCoys and a pint is still a beautiful, if slightly desperate, dinner. You’ve been warned.
