Visiting London any time soon? Don’t let the end of our (so-called) summer mean an end to gallivanting round the Capital. Let us show you a fresh side of Mr & Mrs Smith‘s original hometown so you can eke out the last shreds of this supposedly sunniest season in one of our favourite destinations.
Question What do gola ices, Smeg fridges, Basil Fawlty, dress parties, Romeo, Juliet, a former brothel owner, voodoo heads and Sarajevo have in common?
Answer You. If you follow our lead in London.
EAT Dishoom Chowpatty Beach Bar pop-up take-away South Bank SE1
Beside a pink fishing boat full of melons, eke out the last shreds of summer over a bacon naan roll dripping in chilli jam; the South Bank is keeping the dream alive with its Thameside beach huts which will appear brighter in colour (even if the weather is distinctly grey) after a few gola ices packed with enough Ketel One vodka to have your grandma singing sea shanties… Your last chance to enjoy the Capital’s Indian flavour of the moment, Dishoom’s pop-up café-cum-bar, tinkling out the Hindi tunes only ’til 4 October.
DRINK The Mayor of Scaredy Cat Town cocktail bar Spitalfields E1
You’ve got an important date. You can’t be late. You arrive Alice in Wonderland-style via a large Smeg fridge. Before you know it, you’re sipping a ‘Basil no Faulty’ in a sexy speakeasy wondering if the My Little Pony wallpaper would look good in your bathroom. Chin-chin.
LOOK Nomad pop-up cinema Regents Park Open-air Theatre NW1
You’re sitting on a picnic blanket shouting ‘SHE’S ALIVE!’ at a pre-Giselle Leonardo, and admiring a pre-Yale Claire Danes and her shiny hair. You get a bit weepy (you’ve had popcorn, a picnic but quite a bit of Pimm’s); as the sun sets on our Shakespearean heroes (both figuratively and literally), you all cuddle up on your tartan rug, knowing, deep down, that’s just how it’s meant to be. Buy tickets for ‘Romeo & Juliet’ in Regents Park for Sunday 11 September.
LISTEN All Ears story-telling events The Old Queen’s Head, Islington N1
Convicted criminals, madams, barristers, ladies of the night: not your average dinner party guests, but a crew ripe for a few juicy tales. Each All Ears event has a different theme – crime and sex have been previous food for thought – with each story-telling evening hosted by three erudite and entertaining speakers. Pick ’n’ mix for your lugholes: Tuesday 20 September the focus is ‘Choices’.
LEARN The Last Tuesday Society shop and events Hackney E8
Peering in at the window, you’re a little bit perturbed and a big bit curious. You see weird shrunken heads, a Frankensteiny doll, elk’s horns, tattered drawings, oh, and a white-haired man: that’s owner Viktor Wynd. This curiosity-shop-cum-lecture-theatre-cum-bar is inspired by 17th-century wunderkabinetts. It’s pretty peculiar, even for this East London postcode. That’s why we love it. Love dancing? Flaunt your waltzing, swing and pole dancing skill at their decadent Orphanage Masked Ball on Saturday 17 September; tickets £25.
SHOP 44 Frocks dress service Your place or mine?
Ladies: shopping should go like this: cupcakes, cocktails, pass the parcel and a knowing selection of designer dresses. Pretty jewellery, too. Step forward: mobile clothing service, 44 Frocks. This friendly fashion fest is hosted in hipsters’ flats; Mr Smith, why not admire that vintage vinyl and those mid-century design classics, while Mrs is frocking out?
READ Boat Magazine On shelves at Daunt Books, Magma Books and Charlotte Street News.
Most London media types with a bit of downtime snuggle up to their iPads or up their bikram yoga. Not the husband and wife behind Boat, a collectable new publication that seeks to uncover unsung cities, starting with the capital of Bosnia and Herzegovina. It’s not about boats. Says co-founder, graphic designer, Davey Spens about issue one: ‘We pulled together the most talented people we know – writers, photographers, illustrators, musicians – gave them a blank canvas, and set them loose on the streets of Sarajevo. We had one goal: to tell a new story.’ Next stop? Detroit…
Post co-written by Sarah Jappy.