Green eyes, sun lightened hair and a diary that opens at noon rather than at eight.
Photographs compared with Laura in person · listing checked September 2026 · Photo policy
Midday is when her phone starts working. Laura is 169 cm and athletic in the way of somebody raised outdoors rather than assembled in a gym, and the light brown hair carries sun in the ends all year round. Her eyes are green and do a good deal of the talking before she gets round to it. Twenty five, she dresses with a countryside practicality that translates surprisingly well to a city hotel: a proper coat, boots that have walked miles, a dress that asks nothing of anybody.
Energy is what people notice and warmth is what makes it bearable over four hours. She asks about your work and then keeps asking well past the polite moment, because she would rather understand a thing than nod at it. Her English is fluent and quick. Horses come first, three mornings a week whenever the diary allows, skiing happens every winter without negotiation, and Italy is where she disappears the moment a free week appears on the calendar.
Her favourite version of a WC2 afternoon crosses the water. She will collect you, walk you over Waterloo Bridge for the view everybody claims is the best in London and which probably is, then settle at the Royal Festival Hall, where the bar is open to anyone who wanders in and there is usually something free being played downstairs. Dinner follows nearby, then the walk back over the bridge with the whole city lit up behind you.
She lives in Paddington, so a noon request for an afternoon in Waterloo is realistic rather than optimistic. Message booking with an hour that suits you, and the rates page has answered the money question long before you arrive.
Her home stage is Paddington, and she travels from there to the venues this house covers. Her full listing sits with the rest of the company on the companions page.
Noon is when she opens the day, and same day requests usually land well. An hour at £250 is enough for a drink by the river, while two at £500 makes a proper afternoon of the bridge and dinner. A short reply from the desk confirms it, and she will suggest which side of the river to start on.
Each length on the ladder, the travel rule and the terms for a change of plan are set out line by line on the rates page, and the wording to send sits on the booking page.
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Collect her at one and the afternoon has a shape by ten past. She walks fast, talks faster, and stops dead for anything worth looking at, which on that stretch of river turns out to be most things. The Festival Hall is her anchor because nobody minds how long you sit there, the piano on the ground floor costs nothing, and the windows do the rest of the work for you.
Dinner happens early by London standards, seven at the latest, and she will want a table with a window in it. One glass of red, and she will steal food off your plate without asking permission first. By ten she is either proposing one more place with a view of the water or walking you back across the bridge, and she is genuinely untroubled by which of the two you pick.
Mornings belong to the horses and afternoons get wasted otherwise. London also looks considerably better in daylight, whatever the evening crowd like to claim.
Three mornings a week when the diary allows it. It is the one standing appointment I will not move for anybody, including myself.
Anywhere with a hill and a lunch that runs to three hours. I go back to the same stretch of coast each summer and pretend I am discovering it.
Laura is on call today. Same day requests welcome from noon Message the desk and we will confirm the hour before anything is held.
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