Lucy, companion in Sloane Street
Dark curls, small talk kept short, and a seat in the stalls.
- Age
- 24
- Her district
- Pimlico
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 163 cm
- Hair
- long, curly dark brown
- Eyes
- brown
- Figure
- slender
- Languages
- English
About Lucy
Lucy has curls and no intention of straightening them. She is 163 cm and slender, her hair long, dark brown and properly curly, her eyes brown. She dresses in fluid things, satin and soft knits, colours somewhere between red and rust, and she is one of those women who can dress for a concert and a late dinner in the same outfit without either looking like a compromise. She is small, quick on her feet and entirely at home in a foyer full of strangers.
She is twenty-four. Her English is quick, and she keeps small talk short, not out of coldness but because she is impatient to reach the part of a conversation worth having. She grew up around music and still attends more of it than anyone she knows. She is affectionate in manner, straightforward in practice, and she says what she means the first time. She will not pretend to like something because you do, which makes her praise worth having.
An evening around Sloane Street usually starts at Cadogan Hall on Sloane Terrace, the old church turned concert hall a minute from the top of the square, where the programme is finished by nine and nobody has to whisper about leaving early. Dinner follows nearby. Lucy lives in Pimlico, ten minutes away, and knows which end of the street is quiet at which hour, which is useful when a taxi is wanted. She keeps the programme in her bag afterwards and writes one line on it.
Evenings that begin before eight suit her best. Hotels and residences along Sloane Street and around the square are her usual round. Write with a date and she is held while the desk replies.
- 163 cm, slender
- Long curly dark brown hair, brown eyes
- Twenty-four, English speaking
- Concerts, satin, conversation without preamble
- Lives in Pimlico
Booking her evening
Concert evenings need a few days, as the hall sells ahead. Dinner and hotel evenings on Sloane Street can usually be arranged the same day she is free.
Her figures are the house figures, printed in full on the rates page, and the whole arrangement runs in one thread from the first line to the confirmation.
Also on this wall
An evening with Lucy
Lucy's ideal evening has something on a stage in it. She will find the programme, tell you honestly whether the second half is worth staying for, and choose the seats she thinks are right rather than the most expensive ones.
Afterwards comes the good part, which is dinner with something to talk about. She is opinionated about performances and completely unbothered if you disagree, provided you have a reason. Sloane Street at half past ten is lit, empty and rather grand, and she likes the walk back along it. At your hotel she drops the volume, stays close and is easy to be quiet with. She is not a woman who checks the time in front of a guest. She will have an opinion on the programme by the morning and will send it if you ask.
Lucy, in her own words
Chamber music, if you are new to it. Four people, no conductor, nowhere to hide.
I am not good at it. Ask me something real and I will talk for an hour.
Three or four days. The hall is small and the good nights go quietly. A small hall also means the seats worth having go quietly rather than loudly, which is exactly how the best nights disappear.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Lucy is still blank, which is usually what discretion looks like. A note appears here only when a guest writes one, she agrees to it, and the house has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.