About Luna
Cranford Park keeps a churchyard and a set of old stables hidden behind the motorway noise, and Luna will walk you through them before dinner if there is any light left. She is 171 cm and curvy, with long dark auburn red hair that is the first thing anybody describes about her and brown eyes underneath it. She wears deep colours, rarely black, and one ring that belonged to her grandmother and does not come off.
Early twenties, English speaking, warm and a little theatrical. She tells a story with her hands. She is also far better at silence than she looks, and on a late booking she will read next to you for an hour perfectly happily. She sings along to things in the car without asking whether that is acceptable, and it generally is. She is also the first to suggest a longer route home when there is anything worth looking at down it.
Cranford is a village that an airport grew around: five minutes off the Bath Road, twenty two minutes on foot from Hounslow West, which means in practice that everybody drives. St Dunstan's church and the old park are still back there among the trees, genuinely quiet, with the big Bath Road hotels four minutes away by car. She lives in Mayfair, so this is forty minutes by road at night and considerably longer at five in the afternoon, and she would sooner leave early than arrive flustered.
Evenings here are car evenings and she is entirely happy with that. The Cranford page sets out the geography, and booking will reach her directly.
- 171 cm, curvy, long dark auburn red hair
- Brown eyes, early twenties, English speaking
- Anchored in Cranford, TW5
- Four minutes by car to the Bath Road hotels
- Forty minutes out from Mayfair by road at night
Booking Luna
She works out here by car rather than by train, so an early start is a slow start and a late one is quick. Three hours at £700 or a four hour dinner at £900 are the sensible shapes.
Every figure she works to is printed on the fare board, and the four steps from message to doorbell sit on the booking page.
Also out tonight
An evening with Luna
Six o'clock at the park gates, which almost nobody uses, and twenty minutes among trees that were here long before the runway. The church is medieval, the stable block is a ruin with a roof, and the M4 is a distant hum that stops registering after a few minutes.
Then four minutes by car to the Bath Road and an evening in a hotel that could be anywhere in the world, which is a contrast she enjoys. Dinner is long, the talk is loud and she will end up recommending three books you have never heard of. She is unbothered by an early start the following day and she is very good at making a last hour feel like it is not a last hour.
Luna, on the record
Q.01There is nothing in Cranford, is there?
There is a medieval church, a park with a ruined stable block and about four hundred years of history that the airport drove straight past. It takes twenty minutes and it changes how the rest of the evening feels.
Q.02Can I walk from Hounslow West?
You can, and it is twenty minutes of main road with lorries on it. Take a car. I do, and I am the one in flat shoes.
Q.03Early or late?
Late. Between four and seven the Bath Road is solid and I will spend the first half hour of your booking apologising for a queue. Nine o'clock and it is a clear run.