Thea, companion in Hayes
Six hundred seats on Grange Road and no pretence about the West End.
- Age
- 29
- Where she works from
- Hayes
- Her home district
- South Kensington
- An hour opens at
- £250
- Height
- 165 cm
- Hair
- long caramel blonde
- Eyes
- green
- Figure
- curvy
- Languages
- English
About Thea
The Beck Theatre in Hayes seats six hundred people and puts on everything from touring drama to a Christmas pantomime, and Thea has been going for years without ever once pretending it is the West End. Curvy, 165 cm, her caramel blonde hair long, her green eyes doing most of the talking before she has said anything. Twenty nine, she dresses softly and deliberately: a draped dress, a coat in a warm colour, heels she has broken in properly rather than bravely.
She is warm, unhurried and unusually good at making a stranger feel known inside an hour. She is also funny about herself, which puts people at ease faster than any amount of charm. She speaks English beautifully, with the pacing of somebody who has read a great deal aloud. She sews, properly, with a machine and a plan, and she holds firm opinions about linings.
A Hayes evening with her is a real evening out rather than a hotel corridor: a show at the Beck on Grange Road, supper afterwards, then back to your hotel on the Bath Road or out near junction four. Hayes and Harlington station is eight minutes from the central terminals on the Elizabeth line, so guests often stay here and pay far less than the perimeter without losing a minute in the morning. Thea travels in from South Kensington, thirty five minutes on that same line. The shortest airport booking is three hours, travel included, and a theatre night really wants four.
The town, its two stations and the hotels between them are on the Hayes page, and if you write to Hester for Thea's next free night she will look up what the Beck has on that week.
- Hayes, UB3 and UB4
- 165 cm, curvy
- Long caramel blonde hair, green eyes
- Twenty nine, travels in from South Kensington
- Eight minutes from the terminals on the Elizabeth line
Booking her evening
A theatre night needs a few days so that Hester can look at what is actually on and find two seats together. For an ordinary evening the hotel name and a start time is enough.
Her figures are the desk figures, published in full on rates, and the whole arrangement runs in one thread from the first line to the confirmation. Every frame in the hall is reached from the hall.
Also out to the perimeter
An evening with Thea
Curtain at half past seven, so Thea meets you at six and refuses to tell you anything about the play beyond who is in it. The Beck is a proper local theatre on Grange Road, a ten minute drive from the airport hotels, with a bar that fills up with people who have come out for the evening rather than because they are between flights. She loves that room. At the interval she has one thought about the staging and one question about your week, in that order. Afterwards, supper somewhere near, then back to the hotel with the conversation still running. It is the least airport like evening available on this whole side of London, and that is exactly why guests ask her for it. If there is nothing on, she will say so and suggest a plain dinner instead.
Thea, in her own words
Is the Beck any good?
How long should a theatre night be?
Why do you like Hayes?
Where she sits on the roster
Written in afterwards
Nothing is written here for Thea yet, which out here is usually what discretion looks like. A note appears only when a guest writes one, she agrees to it, and the desk has checked that it reads as a first name, a month and nothing private.