Molly, companion in Longford

Longford is a handful of houses, two old pubs and a lane, wedged between the motorway and the western end of the runway, and Molly finds that funny rather than bleak. She is curvy and 164 cm, the dark brown hair long and wavy, the brown eyes bright at an hour when nobody else looks awake. Mid twenties. Soho is her home ground, so she arrives out here with the air of someone on a small expedition and enjoys it enormously.

She is the loudest laugh on this list and the easiest company for a guest who has spent all day being serious. English is her language, spoken fast and full of asides. She is also more observant than her manner suggests: she will work out inside ten minutes whether you would rather be entertained or left alone, and she is genuinely good at both versions.

The White Horse in Longford is a proper old pub on the Bath Road, low beams, a garden, aircraft crossing overhead on their way into the airport. It is a five minute drive from Terminal 5 and about twenty on foot, and it is the one place out here that feels like a village rather than a business park. If there is an hour before dinner she will suggest starting there, then walking back with you to whichever hotel the airline or the company has put you in.

Everything about this end of the Bath Road is on Longford. Name your hotel and an hour, and if the flight slips, one message moves the whole evening. Booking sets out how that works.

Her evenings out here start earlier than most because there is something worth doing with the daylight. A drink in a pub garden under the approach path is not sophisticated and she has never claimed it is, but it beats a third hour in a room with a view of a coach park. She talks to the staff, she knows the regulars by sight, and she makes a stranger feel like a local inside twenty minutes.

After that the village empties and the evening gets quiet very quickly. She likes it then: the hotel, the door shut, the last arrivals going over and then nothing at all. She is not a clock watcher and she never rushes the end. If you have a first thing departure she will remind you to order breakfast early, because out here they mean it.