Jasmin, companion in Eton
Petite, chestnut haired, and fond of a High Street you can walk end to end in six minutes.
- Age22
- Leaves fromEton SL4
- An hour opens at£250
- ArrivesHotels and private addresses, outcall only
- On file met in person by the desk05 of 28
- Height160 cm
- Hairlong, straight chestnut brown
- Eyesbrown
- Figurepetite
- LanguagesEnglish
About Jasmin
Jasmin is petite, 160 cm, and she uses it: she sits close, she talks quietly, and she makes a small table feel like the right size rather than a compromise. Long chestnut brown hair, straight, thick enough that it does most of the work. Brown eyes. She wears fitted, plain things in dark colours and one pair of flat shoes for Eton, because the High Street cobbles have beaten better footwear than hers.
Early twenties, English, and sharper than the first ten minutes suggest. She is nosy in the nicest sense, wants to know what your week has actually involved, and will remember the details next time. She likes old buildings, secondhand bookshops and eavesdropping, and she is honest about the last one. She is warm without being clingy and reads a room quickly.
Her Eton evening tends to start at Gilbey's on the High Street, which has been feeding people on that narrow stretch for decades and has a courtyard at the back worth asking for. From the door it is a six minute walk over the bridge into Windsor if you want the castle lit up, and a shorter one back if you do not. She lives in Soho, comes out to Slough on the Elizabeth line and takes the six minute shuttle down, which is the fastest way anybody reaches this side of the river.
The Eton page lists one street, one bridge and what sits at either end. An hour starts at £250. Longer evenings are on rates, and a note left at booking is answered the same night.
- 160 cm, petite
- Long chestnut brown hair, straight; brown eyes
- Early twenties, English
- Keeps: old buildings, secondhand books, small tables in the corner
- Lives in Soho, comes out via Slough and the Windsor shuttle
Booking her
Jasmin books the table herself when the evening is in Eton, because there are not many of them and they go early. Give Etta two evenings that would work and she will take whichever one the kitchen can hold.
Her figures are the figures every companion here works to, printed in full on the rates page, and the order a booking runs in is set out on the booking page.
- One hour, from£250
- Ninety minutes£400
- Two hours£500
- Three hours£700
- Dinner date, four hours£900
- Overnight, ten hours£1,800
- A weekendPOA
- The travel and cancellation lines sit on the rates page.
Also lit tonight
An evening with Jasmin
Eton is one street and she treats it as one room. She meets you at the hotel and walks you the length of the High Street before dinner, which takes six minutes and involves a running commentary on shopfronts, the college boys in their collars, and which antique shop has been pretending to close down for nine years. Dinner is close and unhurried. She sits near, keeps the talk going, and does not once look at the door. Afterwards the bridge is thirty seconds away, and the view of the castle from the middle of it is the best free thing in Berkshire. If the night is cold she skips the bridge and the hotel bar does perfectly well instead.
Jasmin, three questions
01Eton or Windsor for dinner?
Eton, every time. Fewer tables, better ones, and nobody is queuing outside with a wheeled suitcase. I order whatever is chalked up and never the thing I walked in planning to have.
02What do you wear on those cobbles?
Flats. I learned that the hard way in my first month, on a wet night, about twenty metres from the bridge.
03Is the college worth seeing?
From the outside, yes, and best at dusk. You get the whole thing in fifteen minutes and then you go and have a drink.