Three hundred and eleven steps do not frighten her. Laura is athletic, 169 cm, with long light brown hair the sun has lightened in streaks and green eyes that catch the light when she laughs. She has the healthy colour of somebody who spends weekends outdoors. Her style is garden-party breezy: a linen dress, flat leather sandals, a straw bag, a cardigan knotted round her shoulders for later.
Adventurous is the right word. She says yes to plans first and asks questions afterwards. She is warm, energetic and genuinely interested in where you have come from and where you are heading next. Conversation is in English, fast and full of stories. Horses are the first love, and any weekend out of town tends to end in a stable yard. She skis every winter and travels through Italy by train whenever a spare week appears, collecting small towns rather than big cities.
An afternoon in the City with Laura might begin at the Monument, the column on Fish Street Hill that marks the Great Fire of 1666. She will suggest climbing its spiral staircase, and she will reach the gallery first, cheerfully out of breath and pointing at the river. Coming down, the streets around Bank are all old churches and narrow lanes, and she knows a few quiet courtyards where a late lunch or an early glass of wine is easy to find. She walks faster than most guests expect and slows down the moment you ask.
She is based in Paddington and answers same day requests from noon. An afternoon around Bank and Monument starts with one line to booking; prices sit on the rates page.