An optimised pilgrimage through every Wetherspoon's in London—perfectly efficient, mildly questionable, thoroughly British.
(an entry most commonly accessed after several pints and a questionable decision about “just one more”)
If you’ve ever found yourself pondering the optimal route to visit every pub in London, the Guide would like to reassure you that this is a perfectly normal question, right up there with “Where did I leave my towel?” and “Why is there a sofa orbiting the Gherkin?”
Fortunately — or alarmingly, depending on your relationship with hangovers — someone has already worked this out. This tour propels you through the metropolis at a pace that can only be described as “ambitious” and “probably ill-advised,” ensuring you stop at each of London’s drinking establishments in the most efficient manner known to humankind (excluding airport pubs, which the Guide ignores on moral grounds).
Across this heroic expedition, you’ll navigate London’s bustling streets, marvelling at how many different cultures, time periods, and smells can coexist in one city without collapsing into a singularity. From ancient taverns where the wood panelling has seen things, to trendy bars where the cocktails cost more than interplanetary shuttle repairs, it’s all here.
So: lace up your walking shoes, bring your thirst for adventure, and perhaps pack a survival kit containing a map, a bottle of water, and a small friendly robot who can remind you where you left your sense of dignity.
The Guide also includes, for reasons of health and safety (and after stern letters from several planetary medical boards), the following advisory:
Break the journey into manageable portions. Drink responsibly. Remain hydrated. Avoid negotiating with pigeons.
Your odyssey begins at The Captain Flinders in Euston — a place that feels vaguely like the sort of pub where an alien could quietly blend in without anyone noticing — and concludes at The Sir Julian Huxley in Croydon, which is not nearly as far from civilisation as rumours suggest.
In total, this route encompasses 87 pubs across Greater London, which is either impressively thorough or a cry for help. The map thoughtfully marks the start with a green pin (symbolising naĂŻve optimism) and the end with a red pin (symbolising the moment you question every decision that brought you to this point).
Each pub along the way is marked with a blue pin. Click any of them to learn more about the establishment, or at least to reassure yourself that you are, in fact, still on Earth.
The Guide cheerfully insists that this route is “meticulously crafted,” which is a polite way of saying that an unreasonably clever collection of algorithms, diagrams, and at least one baffled mathematician were involved. By applying the arcane arts of graph theory and optimisation — disciplines known to cause headaches in even the hardiest of lifeforms — the system calculates the most efficient way to wander between every pub in London without accidentally circling Westminster forever.
In essence, it’s a grand cosmic puzzle: connect all the pubs, minimise the distance, reduce the time, and attempt not to spill your drink in the process. The result is a route that is elegant, efficient, and only mildly suggestive of someone with far too much time on their hands.
The Travelling Spoonsman is, according to the Guide, one of those peculiar yet admirable beings who appear in every civilisation: a person who sets out on a quest so wildly specific that it becomes legendary purely through stubborn determination. His mission? To visit every single Wetherspoon’s pub in the United Kingdom — a task many have attempted after three pints but abandoned shortly after encountering the sheer geographic reality of Scotland.
Armed with an unshakeable fondness for laminated menus, unexpectedly low-priced beverages, and the peculiar comfort one finds in identical carpets across vast distances, the Spoonsman has become a symbol of camaraderie, curiosity, and the noble tradition of making mildly questionable decisions in the company of strangers.
His adventures have inspired countless others to explore new places, meet new people, and accumulate stories that improve dramatically in the retelling.
Not crossed paths with him yet? Don’t worry. Simply proceed on your pub crawl as usual. Should you spot a slightly windswept traveller clutching a map, a pint, and a profound sense of purpose, you may well have encountered the Travelling Spoonsman on his next grand expedition.