The Lonely Hearts Club is a newspaper for romantics, cultural schemers, and the naturally nosey. Each issue is part love letter, part social experiment, part beautifully printed rebuke to the algorithm. Personal ads, essays, interviews, and rescued public-domain art combine to create something tactile, seductive, and designed to be devoured by all.
Our debut issue, full of mystery and mischief:
Marie Le Conte launches the Outsiders Art Club and reveals London’s hottest new art scene.
Justin Myers (The Guyliner) begins “The Myers Match”: a monthly act of romantic meddling no AI could replicate.
Alejandro Ramos Saavedra teaches small acts of rebellion in a world built to sand down your edges.
Mattie Safer on disco, desire, drifting hearts, and bands you actually want to stay in.
Plus, of course, glorious personal ads and our signature mystery mischief.
Love runs wild. Valentine’s season arrives with high feelings, wobbly resolutions, and honest pretenses:
Our editor unpicks Saint Valentine to reveal the stranger, darker, far more human origins of love, plus an invitation to our first-ever Valentine’s Boogie.
The Myers Match returns with fresh pairings.
Harper Leeway dives into a modern Tinder swindle sans money or nudes, just emotional collateral.
Artist Jini Rawlings explores memory, identity, and the persistence of unseen connection.
All alongside a parade of irresistible personal ads.
Our Most Exclusive Issue Yet: If February arrived in a fever dream of roses and prix fixe menus, consider this the morning after. The grand gestures have evaporated. What remains — blessedly — is us. In this issue:
Romance stalled, so we outsourced the future. Our editor takes a close look as to who is responsible for our love of astrology.
Our first reader letters arrive — witty, barbed, unexpectedly tender — and we are very fond of them already.
Justin Myers returns with a particularly choice “Myers Match”: A vegan and a cheese farmer.
And in a fit of mild rebellion, we advocate for the return of the flip phone. And surprisingly, even Gen Z is on board with their campaign “Unplug the Night”.
All of this alongside our signature seasoning of delectable personal ads.
Justin Myers, our matchmaker-in-residence, returns with “The Myers Match”, pitching a potential match fit for ITV2.
We inaugurate Printstagram, the world’s slowest social network — where every anonymous post is curated to absurd perfection.
Australian musician and producer Joe Lyons reflects on persistence, risk, and the long, untidy road to creative fulfilment.
And our editor-in-chief admires the Public Universal Friend, whose life challenges linear history and reminds us that identity, like time, is often cyclical.
Pre-order now.
All personal ads in The Lonely Hearts Club never expire. Love a letter from a previous issue? Curious about someone in the debut? Go ahead — write to anyone at any time.
We are proudly independent. Printed in England on 55gsm improved tabloid stock, each issue is designed to be picked up, put down, and picked up again — perfect for cafés, bedside tables, or those moments when you’re not quite ready to text back.
Distributed through 50+ independent venues in the UK (and growing) and direct worldwide.
Delivery
Please note that we’re a small, dedicated team and dispatch print orders once a week. Past issues are available to ship immediately. New issues are sent as soon as they come off the press, usually within the first week of the month.
For UK delivery, please allow up to 14 business days. International delivery can take up to 30 business days, depending on your location.
If you’re looking for immediate access, our digital editions are available for instant download.
Welcome to The Lonely Hearts Club
The Lonely Hearts Club is a newspaper for romantics, cultural schemers, and the naturally nosey. Each issue is part love letter, part social experiment, part beautifully printed rebuke to the algorithm. Personal ads, essays, interviews, and rescued public-domain art combine to create something tactile, seductive, and designed to be devoured by all.
Our debut issue, full of mystery and mischief:
Marie Le Conte launches the Outsiders Art Club and reveals London’s hottest new art scene.
Justin Myers (The Guyliner) begins “The Myers Match”: a monthly act of romantic meddling no AI could replicate.
Alejandro Ramos Saavedra teaches small acts of rebellion in a world built to sand down your edges.
Mattie Safer on disco, desire, drifting hearts, and bands you actually want to stay in.
Plus, of course, glorious personal ads and our signature mystery mischief.
Love runs wild. Valentine’s season arrives with high feelings, wobbly resolutions, and honest pretenses:
Our editor unpicks Saint Valentine to reveal the stranger, darker, far more human origins of love, plus an invitation to our first-ever Valentine’s Boogie.
The Myers Match returns with fresh pairings.
Harper Leeway dives into a modern Tinder swindle sans money or nudes, just emotional collateral.
Artist Jini Rawlings explores memory, identity, and the persistence of unseen connection.
All alongside a parade of irresistible personal ads.
Our Most Exclusive Issue Yet: If February arrived in a fever dream of roses and prix fixe menus, consider this the morning after. The grand gestures have evaporated. What remains — blessedly — is us. In this issue:
Romance stalled, so we outsourced the future. Our editor takes a close look as to who is responsible for our love of astrology.
Our first reader letters arrive — witty, barbed, unexpectedly tender — and we are very fond of them already.
Justin Myers returns with a particularly choice “Myers Match”: A vegan and a cheese farmer.
And in a fit of mild rebellion, we advocate for the return of the flip phone. And surprisingly, even Gen Z is on board with their campaign “Unplug the Night”.
All of this alongside our signature seasoning of delectable personal ads.
Justin Myers, our matchmaker-in-residence, returns with “The Myers Match”, pitching a potential match fit for ITV2.
We inaugurate Printstagram, the world’s slowest social network — where every anonymous post is curated to absurd perfection.
Australian musician and producer Joe Lyons reflects on persistence, risk, and the long, untidy road to creative fulfilment.
And our editor-in-chief admires the Public Universal Friend, whose life challenges linear history and reminds us that identity, like time, is often cyclical.
Pre-order now.
All personal ads in The Lonely Hearts Club never expire. Love a letter from a previous issue? Curious about someone in the debut? Go ahead — write to anyone at any time.
We are proudly independent. Printed in England on 55gsm improved tabloid stock, each issue is designed to be picked up, put down, and picked up again — perfect for cafés, bedside tables, or those moments when you’re not quite ready to text back.
Distributed through 50+ independent venues in the UK (and growing) and direct worldwide.
Delivery
Please note that we’re a small, dedicated team and dispatch print orders once a week. Past issues are available to ship immediately. New issues are sent as soon as they come off the press, usually within the first week of the month.
For UK delivery, please allow up to 14 business days. International delivery can take up to 30 business days, depending on your location.
If you’re looking for immediate access, our digital editions are available for instant download.
Welcome to The Lonely Hearts Club
