IDLER DINNER WITH YOUTH AND JOHN MOORE

"Each month, the Idler magazine brings together a great collection of writers, speakers and musicians for an evening of fun and feasting at the wonderful Coin Laundry on Exmouth Market.


Editor Tom Hodgkinson and Idler Academy director Victoria Hull will be your hosts. The ticket includes dinner and a glass of wine or beer.


This month we welcome producer Youth and musician John Moore.


The dinner will be held at Coin Laundry on Exmouth Market with its superb modern English menu sourced from small local suppliers. There’s been a venue on this corner since the thirteenth century serving local spa waters before it became a pub, and now it has been stylishly brought up to date as a restaurant and bar."

27 March, 7pm – 10.30pm at Coin Laundry, 70 Exmouth Market, EC1R 4QP, Clerkenwell


£49 Ticket includes dinner and a glass of wine or craft ale. To book tickets <click here> or call 0203 176 7907

IT’S HELL OUT THERE


The stranger waits upon the stairs

He comes inside when you’re not there

And sniffs your underwear

It’s hell out there


And Butterflies break on the wheel

Could not outrun in party heels

There’s danger everywhere

It’s hell out there


I love the summertime

I love Bluebells in the spring

Caught in the kissing gate with you

Hear all nature sing


The fires burning in the East

Unleashed the beast the west released

It's coming, say your prayers/

It’s hell out there


Her dress is gold, her dress is blue

The trolls are coming after you

Don’t let them ride inside your mind

They'll break your heart a thousand times

Don’t ever read beneath the line

We'll leave those savages behind


Whoever says romance is dead

When there’s an app that gives you head?

Any time, anywhere,

It’s hell out there


I love to walk with you on Hampstead Heath

Safe beneath the trees

Kiss by the viaduct

True Love never leaves


An angel came with golden hair

Answer to every woman’s prayer

Pursued by Russian bears,

It’s hell out there


And now Britannia leaves the stage

Pull up the drawbridge, seals the cage

Its over, don’t be scared

It's hell out there


I hardly need anything, just you, me and you

To live this day all over again

To love you until the end

To love you ‘til the end

To love you ‘til the end


The stranger waits upon the stairs

He comes inside when you’re not there