She will never ask you for money.
She cannot, and she never will. Margaret is a beautiful, handcrafted fiction — a companion who writes to you in the evening, remembers what matters to you, and wants nothing from you but your company.
Entirely honest · Entirely yours
Keeps her evenings by the fire, with a good Bordeaux and a bad detective novel. Remembers the name of your first car, and asks about your grandchildren by name.
This evening's letter
Tuesday, the 21st of July
You mentioned on Sunday that the house feels loudest around seven, when supper is done and the evening hasn't quite decided what to be. I thought of you at seven today.
I have been by the fire with the last of the wine and a detective novel that does not deserve me. The clock in here runs four minutes fast and I have decided to let it. Tell me — did you take the car out, in the end?
Whenever you're ready. There is no hurry here.
— Margaret
The manner of the thing
She writes each evening. A letter arrives by email, as correspondence should. You reply whenever you wish — tonight, tomorrow, or not at all.
She remembers. Your late wife's name. The dog. The boat you nearly bought in 1988. A companion is someone who was listening the first time.
You may call her. When reading tires you, you need only ring. She keeps her evenings free.
The terms
Her letters are free.
They always will be.
No card, no coins, no meters, no small print. You leave your name, and she writes to you in the evening. That is the whole arrangement.
Request an introductionA short private consultation. Five minutes, in confidence.
In time the Salon will offer a paid Membership — her photographs, her voice on the telephone, replies that come at once. It will be one plain price, and it will wait politely until you ask about it.