Hi Gentlemen,
I need to make clear that I am not “busy”. I see less than 10% of people who enqire about meeting. Please do not assume I will see you. Exclusivity is not about accepting everyone. It’s about choosing who I would like to be around based on who I am likely to have good chemistry with. How big your house is, alleged “status”, and so on are very very unimportant to me. I don’t care. I make my choice based on who I am compatible with, and also on respectful communication. Naturally this is what leads to sparkly and exciting connections. 90% of my clients are regulars. It is not my way to simply see any man who can pay.
As I’m sure you know, the right female company and attention can add new pleasure, inspiration, happiness and adventure to your life. I’m not an egotistical person, quite the opposite, but I do understand there is only one woman like me on this planet 😇 and I am a soft hearted person so I protect myself by only associating with good people. Whilst it’s true I can be a very passionate and wild slut in the bedroom, it’s also true that life is too short to share yourself with people you don’t like. Good sex is mostly in the brain (although I will of course try stimulating other areas… just to be sure… 😘) .
I could not have imagined that in being a companion I would learn just how respectful, generous and kind some men can be. That’s my type! And it’s also how I like to treat people in my life who have helped me:

Anyway, the point of this blog is to say – if you’re not a nice guy, or are flaky then unfortunately you will not be spending time with me. There are all types of companions out there, but I do my thing in my way.

B ❤️


A 220 mile pilgrimage up north to Cartmel to visit one of my bucket list restaurants, 3 Michelin Star L’Enclume. Cartmel is the home of sticky toffee pudding. Being something of a sticky toffee pudding myself, I felt very much at home (still, it takes a while to adjust to strangers calling you “duck”). Kicked off the experience in good style – with a pork pie and glass of Champagne! An absolutely glorious trip – haute cuisine, high heels, Northern hospitality, and the beautiful Cumbrian countryside. So grateful for this experience 🙏🏽❤️


My first visit to Tuscany – one of the most gorgeous places I’ve ever been. I loved wine tasting, cooking lessons, cool car, the beautiful landscape, too much pasta, perfect company….

Memories of Siena (1st Draft)

Cypress trees dark and daggerish slice 
Through blueish skies like
Sails through sea.
Olives dangle lazily from silver trees 
Blessed by heaven, fed by earth.
Honeysuckle lines the streets
The goodness of a million sun’s.
On the heaving breast of Tuscan hills
Birds chuckle
Grasses wave
Pruned roses pout their
Fat pink lips.
Vines assemble in battalions
Their fruit will fall to Man someday.
Jaded cedars
Hang high and
Stretch in surrender like the arms of Christ
Under these, the quiet calm
Of moss, fig, and geranium.
Clouds congregate and mourn onto the earth
Like ghosts of lost children.
Fall on wild flowers
With simple faces and
Sophisticated scents.
Boundaryless and bountiful:
The hills of sweet Siena.
Red poppies swing on grassy hills 
The fire and flag of Italy.
– BF

Home Cooked

My courgette, burrata and nduja flatbread with wild garlic and wild garlic flowers. I had the idea for this recipe long ago but never got round to testing it – finally did today and it worked so well.

When the financial system finally crashes I’m quite looking forward to going back to a bartering society. I feel with my considerable talents and assets, I’d fair quite well! 😂

If you are considering travel or are a planner – I have no plans at all for June. B x


A really exceptional Chefs Table experience at Akoko, one of very few West African fine dining restaurants in London. This restaurant had been on my list for some time – despite the excellent reviews it still managed to really exceed my expectations and I found it to be far superior to Ikoyi (another West African fine dining restaurant in London, which currently has 2 Michelin Stars). I loved the N25 caviar course – N25 is an aged caviar which is arguably the best in the world. Also the jollof rice with beef and the beef tongue were excellent (the Chef sent me out an extra serving because I loved it so much!) The head chef trained under several big names (Heston Blumenthal, Jason Atherton, etc) so the standard of the food was superb. One of my favourite meals of the year.

In Love

With this big baby 😍

mid 70’s-80’s: Such a great era for Range Rover. For an early 70’s model you have to go for an original colour (green, brown, mustard), but the 80’s convertible is a certified panty-dropper in black

Kiss the Cook

Prepared dinner for a favourite person. Scallops baked with nduja (a soft spicy sausage from Calabria, similar to Chorizo), green salsa, and pork crackling. Spatchcock roast garlic and thyme chicken with bitter leaf and radish vinaigrette salad (I use white balsamic and parmesan in my vinaigrette), calcots and romesco. To finish: rum and raisin ice cream with biscotti and edible gold 👩🏾‍🍳Putting together a menu is a labour of love for me. I am passionate about ingredients and only get the best from the top sources – including these massive Scottish scallops from my favourite fishmonger, and managed to find Calçots, a Catalan delicacy (a cross between a spring onion and a leek – they have a short season and are hard to get hold of) usually served with romesco – a sauce of blended peppers, almonds, and olive oil. I cooked the calcots in the traditional Catalan method by blackening them, then wrapping them in newspaper so they steam inside. You then pull out the interior which is silky soft and pile onto the bright orange romesco sauce (which I made myself of course – I’m no amateur!)I don’t really bake – I have this theory that if a woman can cook she should never have to clean or bake (a very personal theory based on the fact that I don’t enjoy cleaning or baking 🤣). Anyway I had the simple idea of rum and raisin ice cream, so had raisins soaking in 3 rums (Zacapa XO – my favourite rum which is made in Guatemala and aged between 10 and 25 years in cognac barrels, the Kraken – a Caribbean spiced rum, and Boukman – a dry Haitan rum) with vanilla and candied ginger for 10 days, and spooned this mixture over some Haagen Dazs (or however you spell it) vanilla ice cream.

There were after dinner chocolates but I ate them all whilst I was cooking because I was stressed 😂I never cook from recipes – I prefer doing everything by eye and create my own menus. I somehow managed to have everything come out perfectly timed and cooked (if I do say so myself! 😇)


B xx❤️


I’ve had the most gorgeous experience in Morocco, especially a hike with a Berber through the Atlas mountains (who later invited me to have tea in his home with his family), exploring the dessert on quad bikes (I drive like a maniac!), breakfast in a hot air balloon, and discovering the lesser-seen side of this beautiful country. I am half Moroccan so this was a special experience for me. I particularly loved the mountains, where there are some very gorgeous boutique hotels that I would love to return to.

Two Tickets to Paradise

I was hoping that by now we would have moved on from sex by the fireplace season and now be comfortably in sex by the infinity pool season, but unfortunately the weather is conspiring against me. I’ll say this: sunny holidays can’t come soon enough, and I’d love you to get in touch with your ideas.A romantic holiday is an unbeatable experience. Last year I spent a week in St Tropez with a girl friend and honestly as strange as it sounds, I began harbouring fantasies about how nice it would be to do this type of holiday in a romantic context (not with her, she’s lovely and I apologise for shattering any illusions but I am very straight 😂 and love male company). Whilst we were there I made friends with a very cool couple from Australia, and I thought… these people know a thing or two about life. Whilst you’d imagine St Tropez would be best suited to single people, I actually thought how fun it must be to experience this kind of place with someone you fancy. Whilst I stood on a table, my Louboutins splashed with someone’s rum and coke, surrounded by people who appear to live their whole lives through the lens of an Instagram filter, and I look around and I see the couple at their table, drunk together, enjoying an extremely passionate kiss and I thought – I’d much rather be doing that. I think you know you have good chemistry with someone when you want to share experiences with them. Rather than trying to escape them!I can’t remember exactly how many countries I’ve travelled to. I think it’s around 40. As a companion, 95% of my travel is with the same people as typically once you have this experience you want to do it again. It’s not (just) because you enjoy the benefit of waking up to my naked backside in the morning – shortly before discovering I’m a morning person – but also because simply sharing a romantic travel experience with someone you fancy is one of the sexiest, fun, memorable experiences you can have. Even when I travel alone (which I do every so often) unexpected things always happen. I don’t really believe in fate, but I do think that you create an environment for special memories when you travel, and so travelling with a special person increases your odds yet again.I’ve lived alone for quite a few years and I love my own space. I like my own time to think, I need my time in the bathroom to… well… even I’m not quite sure what exactly I’m doing in there for so long 😂 but anyway, I think a lot of people are like me and seek balance when travelling. Yes: Breakfast in bed. Yes: Me forcing you to do a hike with me. Yes: Lunch on a terrace (seafood and champagne for me then pistachio gelato) but also Yes to not needing to be joined at the hip the whole time. I’m a very relaxed person, I like the beach holidays where the most pressing question of the day is am I wearing the gold or the pink bikini, but I also love a city break and I’m a master planner for this type of trip too (if you don’t want to do it). For me the restaurants are important- I always put a bit of time into researching nice places. I love Greece (I’ve been going pretty much my whole life) and there are so many nice little Tavernas and rustic family run places which serve beautiful simple food (and that horrible drink they give you “Ouzo”. Ouzo is like Limoncello – nobody likes the stuff. I’m convinced both are only manufactured purely to create jobs in the factories 😂 Hence they’re always giving it to you for free. You never finish a meal and get offered a free glass of Macallan, do you? 😂 I don’t believe anyone alive has ever (ever!) gone into a bar and asked for a Limoncello). Anyway, how much I love these romantic holidays in the sun. There’s a psychological impact to being away from home – you feel more free to be yourself, to be spontaneous. Where at home you can walk down the same road every day without noticing a thing – on holiday you may stroll down some small alley in Rome, or Barcelona, and notice a tiny church and think to yourself: That’s an interesting building. You may walk inside and find it beautiful. And the same goes for people. You may sit for 15 minutes talking to your waiter about something or another. I don’t want to sound overly profound but there’s no way to say this that isn’t profound: New experiences are the antidote to death.And the sex! Try balcony sex in London and prepare to make awkward eye contact with the entire HR department of the office opposite 😂 Try sex in what you think is a remote location in the UK and prepare to end up going viral on “TikTok” (difficult to recover from this one). A holiday creates new opportunities for excitement and intimacy. What may start as the innocent application of sun lotion (after all, I can’t do my back myself 😇) can end up leading to a not so innocent rush back to the room. I have a lot of fantasies about this type of thing. Most of my fantasies are so outrageous they’re almost surreal, or they’re about very normal situation but with someone I have a very strong physical connection with. You don’t have to do crazy things all the time, if you’re with someone you really like. This is how I felt when I met that couple in St Tropez. I was a bit jealous to be honest 😂 I don’t know if jealousy is the right word. I just thought… my feet hurt, I’ve been partying until 5am for the last 4 days… it would be nice to have a man around to rub my feet and bring me a fruit plate from the breakfast buffet (amongst other things!) Obviously I’m a romantic person and I have romantic values and outlook. I am the Disney generation after all (real Disney, not this lazy CGI stuff). Late nights, uncomfortable shoes, princess complex… Don’t blame me blame Cinderella 😂 Billie x

New & Lingwood

I’ve been nursing an obsession for New and Lingwood (on Jermyn Street) for years. Big fan of their outrageous menswear and famously extravagant dressing gowns!