Shoreditch House is members' club with rooms, set in a converted warehouse in London’s gentrified East End. Take a dip in the iconic rooftop pool or hit the Cowshed spa for a muscle-melting massage. This easterly outpost of Soho House has opened its doors for the public to sneak in, party hard then crash out in comfort.
Please note, if you are not a Soho House member, to access this members-only property a 12-month Soho Friends membership will be added to your booking for £100. This membership covers one room a stay for the member and any additional rooms booked for their children under 18.
Noon, but flexible if there’s availability. Earliest check-in, 3pm.
Double rooms from £345.00, including tax at 20 per cent.
Rates exclude breakfast.
A Soho Friends membership (which will be added to non-member room rates for an additional £100) is a global membership that gives you access to Soho House bedrooms, plus benefits at spas, restaurants, Cowshed, Studios and Soho Home. Please note, Soho Friends membership does not give you direct access to the Club, and only covers the room booked and any additional rooms for children under 18; additional rooms booked for guests aged 18 and over will be charged the membership fee for each room. If you have purchased a Soho Friends membership through Mr & Mrs Smith within the past year, please call our travel team directly to book your Soho Friends member rates. Please note, existing Soho House members should book directly through Soho House as Mr & Mrs Smith cannot offer their membership discount.
At the hotel
Access to Soho Health Club, Cowshed spa, gardens, lounge, library, ping-pong tables, free WiFi throughout. In rooms: flatscreen TV, minibar with pre-mixed house cocktails, hair-straighteners, full-size Cowshed products and free bottled water, tea and homemade biscuits.
Our favourite rooms
The names (Tiny, Small and Small Plus) give the game away size-wise, but book a Small Plus and you’ll also get a roomy City-facing terrace. For the widest views, ask for corner room 26 and ogle the Gherkin from your sunlounger.
There’s a sunlounger-surrounded heated pool on the roof, with a bar close by. It’s open daily from 8am to 10pm, and adults-only from noon onwards. Just behind, the garden area has open fires, a herb plot and double day beds.
The hotel has a Cowshed spa, with treatments including the famous facials, massages tailored to your mood and a list of special maternity therapies. Elsewhere in the Soho Health Club, you’ll find a sauna and classes covering everything from HIIT and yoga to barre and boxing. Grab a smoothie at the health club bar to keep spirits high between sessions.
There’s a ‘Borrow Me’ section filled with things to play with, read and watch – so leave the board games and books behind.
The hotel is accessible by elevator only up to the fifth floor, after which it’s stairs only.
Extra beds can be added into Small rooms for £25 a night. Children are allowed in Fifth floor and the Games Room until 6pm and in the Pen Yen until 9pm.
It’s reassuring to know that Soho House are working to deliver an environmental impact strategy across their sites. With 2030 goals set to enhance and standardise recycling programmes and responsible food-waste management at every outpost of the member’s club globally. They also work with local suppliers selected for their like-minded responsibility. In the kitchen, there’s scrutiny around how Soho House sources coffee, cocoa and palm oil, as well as sustainable seafood and responsibly reared meat. Expect greater choice of meat-free dishes and seasonal ingredients whenever practical. Measures to assess Soho House’s carbon footprint and reduce emissions are ongoing.
For more privacy and date-wowing views, ask for the corner table on Pen Yen’s sixth floor.
Baggy jeans, cravats and all forms of head gear.
The cosy fifth-floor kitchen dishes up British favourites, wood-fired pizzas and hearty international dishes such as mac and cheese, poke bowls and club steaks; there's plenty of plant-based fare for veggies, too. Tangerine chesterfield sofas and shared wooden tables sit beneath displays of mix ‘n’ match artworks – some of which may well be the work of your fellow diners. Upstairs, the sixth-floor izakaya-style restaurant Pen Yen is bracketed by the rooftop pool on one side and twinkling London views on the other. Expect sharing plates of sushi and sashimi along with a roster of robata-grill mains like tender black cod, sticky pork ribs and soy-glazed tofu steak.
The action’s mostly on the fifth floor, where you’ll find a strip of ping-pong tables that double as communal workstations and meeting spaces during the day. There’s a DJ on Friday and Saturday nights, and a photo booth to immortalise your Shoreditch shenanigans (after all, phones are very much frowned upon). Perch on a leather bar stool or take your drinks skywards to the roof or another lounge area. Tucked away behind an unmarked door, the Library hosts intimate concerts, informal talks and masterclasses – cocktail coupettes optional (but strongly recommended).
Dining is from 7am to 11.30pm Monday to Saturday, 8am to 10.30pm on Sundays. The Fifth Floor’s after-hours menu runs from 11.30pm to 3am Monday to Saturday, 10.30pm to midnight on Sundays. Drinks are served until 3am (midnight on Sundays).
Breakfast and a light menu of quiches, salads and sandwiches can be served to your room.
Shoreditch House shares an entrance with its members club, a hop across the road from Shoreditch High Street Overground station and a short walk from Brick Lane, Spitalfields Market and Liverpool Street.
London’s City airport is a 20-minute drive from Shoreditch House. From Stansted, the Stansted Express will get you to Liverpool Street in no time. Driving, you’re looking at 50 minutes along the M11. International travellers can also use Gatwick, a little over an hour away.
The nearest National Rail station is London Liverpool Street. National Express train services run from here all over East Anglia. Various Tube lines also call in here, including the Central, Elizabeth and Circle lines; Old Street Tube station on the Northern line is around a 10-minute walk away. If you're headed to Peckham (that other bastion of cool), the overground across the street will deliver you there in 30 minutes.
The A10 might help if you’ve come by car, but there are enough buses and Tubes to get you on your way around the capital. There’s no parking at the hotel.
Worth getting out of bed for
On Sundays, make sure you wander down to Columbia Road for some bartering with East End traders at the flower market. Shoppers will love Spitalfields, which opens on Thursdays for antiques and vintage, Fridays for fashion and art, and Sundays for everything. Combine a curry with searching for second-hand clothing on a trip to Brick Lane. If you’ve brought children along, take them toHackney City Farm to spy on the array of donkeys, turkeys and pigs. Something of a local legend, Caravan at 3 Redchurch Street serves up an eclectic mix of ‘beautiful things’ – from knick-knacks to furniture, lighting to books.
Pop next door to the Tea Building for pizza courtesy of Pizza East, a converted warehouse restaurant with classic (mozzarella and tomato) and unusual (cheese-less with prawns) takes on the Italian favourite. Meat fans will find a second home at the Hoxton Grill on Great Eastern Street and some of the finest steak in town at Hawksmoor in neighbouring Spitalfields.
Bringing a spot of Aussie café culture to the east end, Attendant’s sustainably-sourced green coffee is roasted in-house to bring out the best of the bean. Curtain street veteranFwd: Coffee (formerly Fix 126) is another grind-happy grandmaster whose liquid enlightenment comes courtesy of local brew pioneers Climpson and Sons.
Call in to Callooh Callay on Rivington Street for some finely mixed cocktails, including punch served in a gramophone. Round the corner, try Lounge Bohemiaon Great Eastern Street for basement-based Eastern European drinks. At the Commercial Tavern down the road on Commercial Street, sip from tumblers and admire the chandeliers. For an impressive inventory of Czech beers and classic cocktails, settle in among the exposed brick walls of Prague on Kingsland Road.
I’ve rocked up at Shoreditch House somewhat under-prepared. Coming off the back of a fraught working day and running late to hook up with a hot date for the weekend, I stupidly haven’t thought through exactly what I am wearing; I may even be sporting – oh the shame – last season’s sunglasses. For the sake of your own self-esteem, and to fend off any potential competition, you need to be on your style game in the extraordinary surroundings of what is London’s – if not the country’s, possibly the world’s – most fashionable private members’ club.
Checking in, I assume there’s a fashion event taking place upstairs, such is the parade of rolled-up skinny jeans teamed with side partings (the boys) and towering heels with thigh-skimming summer dresses (you guessed). There is: it’s called ‘Friday night in Shoreditch House’, and we have front-row seats at the show. In keeping with the ethos of its parent Soho House Group, the entrance to Shoreditch House on Ebor Street is almost unbranded. The ground-floor reception area has a rough-hewn industrial feel befitting its shabby chic E1 habitat. But, believe me, there’s nothing shabby about the club, which operates on the fifth and sixth floors, or its clientele.
Excitingly, ordinary mortals can now step into this rarefied world without paying the hefty membership fees, courtesy of staying at Shoreditch House. The members’ club has occupied a former biscuit factory off Shoreditch High Street since 2007, bang next door to a brand-new London overground station. More recently it has converted the adjacent building into 26 bedrooms shrewdly marketed as Tiny, Small and Small+ in name. This ploy successfully downplays expectations, portraying their bunk-ups as cosy little crash pads.
When I join Mrs Smith in our Small+ room we are pleasantly surprised as to the dimensions. What’s more, the space is cleverly designed: rows of hooks replace wardrobes, every nook is used to store little essentials, the minibar is the bedside table, the small but well-formed bathroom packed with every type of scrubbing, nourishing, massaging and invigorating Cowshed product you could wish for. The decor is also characteristically offbeat but effective: New England painted wood and Venetian shutters evoke an airy holiday cabin atmosphere, in immediate contrast to the urban bustle of the streets below.
Having changed into some sufficiently on-the-money evening get-up, we step out onto our room’s large balcony for a welcome aperitif overlooking the East London skyline. Sufficiently reinforced, we head off to meet friends in the sixth-floor poolside lounge bar/restaurant. As it is a hot summer’s evening, this large space with retractable roof is jam-packed with the media and fashion worlds’ finest. An understandable delay in service is offset by the fascinating people-watching – and the obligatory celeb-spotting.
Throughout our stay at Shoreditch House the food – whether served to us poolside by shorts-wearing staff or in the slicker, smarter Fifth Floor kitchen or Japanese Pen Yen – is consistently excellent. Even better is the group’s Pizza East restaurant on this very same block, and here we enjoy the finest thin-crusted mozzarella-mounded margaritas of our lives. But, in all honesty, we’re here less for the food and more for an unusual-for-us dose of London living: no last orders, no ‘breakfast until 10am only’, no demands, no restraints. The buzzing DJ-serviced bar is open until 3am and we take full decadent advantage.
We do venture forth to work on our retail skills – Spitalfields is a five-minute walk, along with the rest of Shoreditch’s plethora of hip indie shops and markets – but should you want to stay put, a weekend of urban indulgence can be happily accommodated within the confines of Shoreditch House. The Cowshed, newly opened on the ground floor, provides a super-friendly and non-clinical spa experience. (A facial here soon smoothes away the effects of a mild hangover, while my already gorgeous companion’s manicure keeps her up to speed with the fashion mavens of the sixth floor.)
A games room with a pool table and in-house bowling alley offer hours more entertainment as does working our way through the once-full glass sweetie jars available on each room landing (sorry). There’s even a new luxury cinema, the Redchurch Screening Room, opened in association with Shoreditch House, just around the corner. While more active guests enjoy the house gym, we contentedly read the weekend papers in the secret Mediterranean-style rooftop garden room, before perusing the eclectic mini-library in the spacious Sitting Room. The latter is an architecturally arresting but comfortable space featuring huge skylight windows, individually sourced ‘statement’ furnishings, high-backed armchairs and impeccable service.
Fantastically unique, but not for the faint-hearted, is the famous Shoreditch House swimming pool. Taking a dip involves parading your bikini'd or trunked self in front of a most discerning audience. This doesn’t appear to put members off. Expecting only a few hardy swimmers one morning, we find it rammed with parents treating their kids to a rare outdoor swim in sunny East London – or ‘Costa del Shoreditch’ as one member of staff refers to it with an exaggerated sigh. In the evening, as a well-lit centrepiece surrounded by daybeds full of cocktail-sipping hot young things, it adds a bit of SATC sexiness to this city. Oh, and the date thing? That went well, too, thanks for asking. She certainly seemed to enjoy the room and the club. It looks like these Smiths will be stuck being married for a while longer yet.