Thea, companion in Berkeley Square

About Thea

Caramel blonde is a difficult colour and Thea wears it as though it were the only sensible one. She is 165 cm and curvy, with the hair worn long and loosely, and green eyes that are the thing people remember two weeks later. She dresses softly and expensively: fine wool, a long coat, a heel of moderate height, and a bag that has clearly been carried every day for years. At twenty nine she has settled into her own taste completely.

The company is warm, steady and quietly observant. She speaks English gently, and she has the useful habit of noticing when somebody has stopped enjoying a conversation and turning it before they have to say so. She is interested in old houses, in gardens, and in the food of places she has spent time in, and she cooks from memory rather than from books, which makes every version of a dish slightly different from the last.

Her Berkeley Square evening is a small one on purpose. Bellamy's on Bruton Place, in the mews a minute from the square, is her room: low ceilings, a short menu, and a kitchen that has never been interested in fashion. She takes the corner table and orders the same two courses. Afterwards she walks the square itself, in under the plane trees on the west side, and then back towards South Kensington where she lives.

More about the mews behind Berkeley Square is on its page, with each length at rates. A date written into booking is placed as soon as she is back.

• Curvy, 165 cm, long caramel blonde hair
• Green eyes, and a gentle way of turning a conversation
• Twenty nine; warm English, quietly observant
• South Kensington based, twenty minutes from the square
• Small mews rooms, short menus, the square afterwards

Arranging her evening

Thea is away for the moment and Delphine is taking dates from the start of October rather than for this week. Her evenings are usually three hours or longer when the diary reopens.

Her figures are the house figures, set out in full on the rates page, and the whole arrangement runs in one written exchange from the first line to the confirmation.

An evening with Thea

The room she chooses is small enough that the whole evening happens at one table, which is precisely the point. Thea is unhurried from the first minute and she has no interest in moving on to somewhere better, because in her view there is nowhere better once you are sitting comfortably with somebody worth talking to.

She asks about the things people usually leave out: where you grew up, what the house was like, what you miss about it. The answers turn into the best part of the evening more often than not. Afterwards the plane trees on the west side of the square are a short walk and she takes them slowly. What follows is your decision entirely, and she will not raise it herself.