Cindy, sunlight on the marina

Sun first, then everything else. Cindy plans her days around light, which is why she prefers afternoon bookings. Slim and 168 cm, she wears her long blonde waves tied back loosely, and her blue eyes crease into a smile before she has finished saying hello. Her style is clean and sporty: white trainers or flat sandals, a crisp shirt, a light jacket for when the wind comes off the water. She looks like someone who has just stepped off a boat, and occasionally she has.

The cheerful mood is real and it lasts. She is easygoing, hard to rattle and good at making strangers laugh. Her English speeds up whenever she is excited, which is often. Most mornings start with yoga on a mat by an open window. Weekends, when the forecast allows, involve sailing, and a small camera goes everywhere with her. She shoots on film and holds strong opinions about which hour of the day flatters the Thames.

Her corner of this side of London is St Katharine Docks, the marina tucked between the Tower and the river, where yachts rest beneath old warehouse walls. An afternoon there means a slow loop of the basins, a coffee on the waterfront and a few photographs of Tower Bridge as the sun drops behind it. Afterwards a hotel near Tower Hill is five minutes away on foot, and the south bank is one bridge further, reached just as the evening begins.

She comes over from Chelsea and is happiest between lunch and early evening. Plan a Tower Bridge afternoon through booking; the shorter options are set out on the rates page.