
Nora, companion in Holland Park
Honey blonde, hazel eyed, and happiest with trees in the window.
- Age
- 26
- Her district
- Paddington
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Arrives
- Suites and private addresses
- Height
- 166 cm
- Hair
- long honey blonde
- Eyes
- hazel
- Figure
- athletic
- Languages
- English
About Nora
Nora keeps daylight hours when she can. She is 166 cm and athletic, her honey blonde hair long and her eyes hazel, and she has the light colouring and the easy carriage of someone who spends time outdoors on purpose. She dresses in strong, simple colours, red most often, and she is one of the few women here who genuinely prefers an afternoon booking to a midnight one. She wears almost nothing on her face in daylight and looks exactly the same at midnight.
She is twenty-six. English is her language, spoken cheerfully and without any performance in it. She is curious in a practical way, asking how a thing works rather than what it cost, and she is unusually good company for anyone who has spent the day indoors. She runs, she swims and she can name most of the trees in a London park, which she will do only if asked. She is cheerful without being relentless, and she can be entirely quiet on a walk.
Holland Park is where she likes to be booked. The Belvedere sits inside the park itself, an old summer ballroom looking out over the formal gardens, and an early dinner there with the doors open is her idea of an evening well spent. She lives in Paddington, twenty minutes away, and she will suggest arriving before sunset so that the walk in through the gardens is part of the booking rather than a detour. If the gates have shut she knows the way round by the Kensington side.
Daytime and early evening bookings are the ones she prefers. She visits addresses across Holland Park and Kensington. Say which hours you would like and the desk will answer with hers.
- 166 cm, athletic
- Long honey blonde hair, hazel eyes
- Twenty-six, English speaking
- Running, swimming, gardens and parks
- Lives in Paddington
Booking her evening
Nora takes afternoon and early evening bookings readily, which suits a table inside the park. Later evenings are arranged with a day's notice.
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 Nora
Nora's evening starts in daylight if you let it. The walk in from the Kensington side, past the formal gardens and the peacocks, which are ridiculous and which she refuses to stop finding funny.
Dinner in the old ballroom is early, bright and unhurried, and she is excellent company across a table: direct questions, straight answers, no pretending to be mysterious. Afterwards the park empties and the light goes green under the trees, and she will happily walk the long way out. Back at the hotel she is warm and easy and entirely without drama, and she leaves at the hour agreed, generally having persuaded you to be outdoors again tomorrow. The next morning she sends one line about the light in the park and nothing else at all.
Nora, in her own words
Afternoon, honestly. Four until eight is the best part of the day and almost nobody uses it.
Ignore it. A wet park is still better than a dark bar.
In the daytime, yes. By eleven I am as still as anyone else and rather better company for it. By then the park has emptied and the light has gone soft, and I would rather sit still with one drink than try to keep the day going.
Where she sits
In the margin
The remarks card for Nora 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.






