Lea, companion in Burnham
Petite, auburn, hazel eyed, and happiest where the nearest streetlight is some way off.
- Age23
- Leaves fromBurnham SL1
- An hour opens at£250
- ArrivesHotels and private addresses, outcall only
- On file met in person by the desk08 of 28
- Height161 cm
- Hairlong, wavy auburn
- Eyeshazel
- Figurepetite
- LanguagesEnglish
About Lea
Lea is small, 161 cm, and it is the first thing you notice and the last thing that matters. Her hair is long, wavy and auburn, the kind of colour that looks different under a lamp than it does in daylight. Hazel eyes. Petite build, and she dresses simply for it: a soft dress, a long coat, boots if the evening involves gravel, which around Burnham it usually does.
Early twenties, English, and quieter than most. She is not shy, she is just unhurried, and she lets a conversation find its own level rather than pushing it. Ask her about anything green and she brightens: she walks, she knows trees by name, and she has strong feelings about the Beeches in October. She has a slow, surprising sense of humour that catches people about an hour in. She is easy to be quiet with, which is a rarer quality than most people admit.
Her Burnham evenings are usually at the house on Grove Road, a country place with a proper fire and a dining room that keeps its own pace. It is about ten minutes from junction 7 and twelve from Slough station, which puts it further out than it sounds and further out than most people plan for. She lives in Belgravia and comes by train to Burnham station, then a short car ride, so she asks for a start time rather than a window.
Her country nights are gathered on the Burnham page, grounds and gravel included. An hour opens at £250 and rates holds the rest. One message at booking starts the whole thing.
- 161 cm, petite
- Long wavy auburn hair; hazel eyes
- Early twenties, English
- Keeps: long walks in the Beeches, open fires, dinners with no rush in them
- Lives in Belgravia, comes out by train to Burnham
Booking her
Burnham is a country evening and the dining rooms here run to their own timetable, so Lea prefers a table booked before she sets out. Tell Etta the hotel and she will sort the timing around the kitchen.
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 Lea
This is the slowest evening on the diary and it is meant to be. Lea arrives while it is still light if the season allows, because the grounds are worth twenty minutes before you go in. Then it is the fire, a drink, and a long dinner that nobody hurries. She is quiet company at first and better company later, and she is genuinely pleased to be somewhere with trees instead of a ring road. Talk drifts. She will ask about where you grew up rather than what you do, and she means it. Afterwards there is no bar crawl to be had out here, which she considers a point in the place's favour, and the night finishes where it started.
Lea, three questions
01How far out is Burnham, honestly?
Twelve minutes from Slough station by car, longer than that from anywhere else. It is a proper trip, not a stroll.
02What should a guest bring?
Shoes that survive gravel. The grounds are the best part and you will not see them in the dark from a window.
03Best month out here?
October. The Beeches turn and the light goes gold at about four, and the whole place stops looking like a commuter county.