Charlie Anne South East Escort
Charlie Anne Kent Escort
Min appointment times.
Asford Escort - 3
Canterbury Escort - 3
Chatham Escort - 2
Dartford Escort - 2
Dover Escort - 3
Folkstone Escort - 3
Gillingham Escort - 2
Gravesend Escort - 2
Herne Bay Escort - 3
Maidstone Escort - 2½
Margate Escort - 3
Rainham Escort - 2½
Ramsgate Escort - 3
Rochester Escort - 2
Sevenoaks Escort - 2½
Sittingbourne Escort - 2½
Strood Escort - 2
Tonbridge Escort - 2½
Tunbridge Wells Escort - 2½
Escorting appointments times shown above for Charlie Anne as a Kent Escort in the South East of England
and are minimum times for
different areas, enquiry for longer
bookings of 3 and 4 hours or even overnight are always welcome.
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Back to Charlie Anne South East escort main introduction.
The Garden of England without Adam and Eve,
a thought such would be, is so hard to conceive,
But with Charlie and Anne, as one to be found
Its a good thing to know she's always around
Chatting to towns folk on pavements in Strood,
Charlie Anne oft tempted, must never be rude,
Oldies reminiscing on the front in Herne Bay,
This escort's no lady, likes a roll in the hay
If ever the need, to stay over in Kent,
Five stars are essential to keep her content,
Four poster, sprung mattress, bed nicely tucked
Ensures her companion gets thoroughly ******
Please allow me Charlie Anne your Kent escort in the South East to welcome you aboard our short tour around Kent. We will be
visiting Dartford, Canterbury, Maidstone and Dover to mention just a few of the places where I'm more than happy to have offer
out-call visiting escort appointments:
When working as
Charlie Anne I would usually arrive in Kent at Dartford, so lets start there.
Charlie Anne in Dartford as a Dartford escort.
One of the first things I ever read about Dartford is about Dartford
being "one town that changed the world", referring to the fact that cement was first discover here and many of the worlds
medical wonder drugs originate from this often overlooked corner of Kent. Looking around and seeing the large quarries and cement
works and having been well informed that Glaxo Smith Kline is the towns largest
employer it is very likely true. But like so many others all I often see of Dartford is the pay booths before or after I've
crossed the river Thames.
Charlie Anne in Gravesend as a Gravesend escort.
A short drive east along the A226 that runs along the south bank of the River Thames you find Gravesend . A day here with me would have you straight down to Gravesend Sailing Club for an hour or two sailing a dingy on the tidal
waters of the Thames, as Charlie Anne and splashing about on the river go hand in hand.
Another fascinating bit of local history is the link with Princess Pocahontas ("Pocahontas", meaning "Playful little Girl" just
like me. ) daughter of the Chief of some forty Algonkian Indian villages in North America. She had come to England with a small
entourage of Indians as wife of John Rolfe, and before she was able to return to Virginia was taken ill with tuberculosis, a disease
to which the Indians were quite prone, and died. It was here in Gravesend she was buried, her resting place now with a small statue.
Other places of interest might be the Chantry Heritage Centre where exhibits can be found relating to the centre's variety of uses
over the centuries, reflecting its status as Gravesend's oldest building, or the New Tavern Fort and step back in time in the fort's
network of underground tunnels and experience life as a resident of Gravesend during the Second World War.
Charlie Anne at Brands Hatch as a Brands Hatch escort.
In a hunt for excitement I take a diversion from the planned route and visit Brands Hatch hoping for
some practice laps in a racy Mazda RX8 before I hit the big time in a single seater race car to see if I can break a few records, but
beware speed really does turn me into a total nymphomaniac, if you're ever lucky enough to catch me just as I come off the track
you'll need to find somewhere to be alone damn quick smart to appreciate just how wet and wanting I get.
Charlie Anne in the Medway towns, visits Chatham, Gillingham,
Rochester, Strood and Rainham whilst visiting this conurbation of towns in the north of Kent.
As your Chatham escort we might like to visit the Chatham Historic Dockyard museum, and see where HMS Victory Nelson's
flagship at Trafalgar was built and take a look at HMS Ocelot (S17) ("O" class submarine, always did wonder how those guys went so
long at a time at sea without nookie,
Your Rochester escort may well becomes uneasy when she realises that the local young offenders' institute / old Borstal is to be rebuilt to to
double it's size as a prison. Though the thought of being in with all those randy young men might appeal to some, I'll stick
to dating good boys just one to one LOL.
Now as miss Gillingham escort I'm quite ecstatic with Gillingham FC, not so much about watching the matches but wonders if it
could be arranged to allow me Charlie Anne to scrub their backs in the bath afterwards. When I was told that the baths /
showers afterwards may have up to 15 n-a-k-e-d players and my safety could not be guaranteed, I just went weak at the knees and
begged to be let in.
Your Strood escort was pleasantly surprised at how the new look water front area has been redeveloped with nice fairly expensive looking homes and
lots of green areas, and with more work currently being done n the area, I'm looking forward to returning soon.
Your Rainham escort found the place to have more than it's share of elderly residents, with
several retirement homes around the town-centre I wonder if my naughty nurses outfit might liven things up , or should I just settle
down with a sugar daddy?
Now staying on the old "Roman Watling Street"
what we know as the A2, we arrive at Sittingbourne, where as your Sittingbourne escort
I might fancy a
night at the dogs, or take in a production at the new Avenue Theatre, but I've already turned down the idea of spending time at the local
Sittingbourne's Steam Railway unless of course you are the train driver and fancy taking me for a ride footplate,
I'm always happy to help you stoke your boiler.
Charlie Anne in Canterbury as a Canterbury escort.
I put on a not to ostentatious hat but as always wear it with lots of hatitude for our Canterbury excursion. Why the hat you ask? Well our
first stop is to take a look in on the Cathedral which apparently is the seat of the Archbishop of Canterbury, the Primate of All
England, head of the Church of England and of the worldwide Anglican Communion and if asked to take tea with his Grace and get a
chance to kiss his wishing ring (or should that be sacred ring) at the end of the day I wanna dress the part don i.
On coming out my thoughts were very much, it might
be oldest and is in need of £50 million to fund a major restoration project, but once you've seen one, it would need the Archbishop
to invite me for tea to leave any lasting memory. So moving on I wonder to myself what Virginia Woolf had seen in 1904 to acclaim
'There is no lovelier place in the world than Canterbury - that I say with my hand on my heart as I sit in Florence - and I have
seen Venice too.'
Charlie Anne in Herne Bay as a Hernne Bay escort.
Well as I promised maybe a couple of days by the sea is now called for so digging out the "Kiss me Quick" hat, compulsory seaside attire,
I take on a Herne Bay escort persona. Well a slow and gentle walk along the prom and I had this urge to take of my
hat, everyone I passed was looking at me like I was from another planet, things just didn't feel right, looking round there
were a few well kept sea front gardens with elderly people sitting on the benches
surrounded by what looks like a place in much need of regeneration. I closed my eyes and listened, there was something missing. Then
suddenly it dawned on me there was no music or coins clinking, where are the amusement arcades? where are the fair rides?
Charlie Anne in Margate as a Margate escort.
No problem I thought back into the car, back on with the "Kiss me Quick" hat and into Margate escort mode. Not being one to give up easily I decided to just
pop down the road at Margate, where I know there is a "Dreamland" The largest coastal leisure park in Southern England featuring the
classic white-knuckle rides, from traditional roller coasters and water rides, to classic dodgems and waltzers.
Driving along the sea front things just didn't seem at all familiar, lovely sandy beaches almost deserted, lots of run down hotels,
ah yes a few but almost empty arcades, but I'm heading for the Fun Fair. Well there were no signs posts, no big wheels or roller
coasters to be seen in the distance and though I remember being here at the fair before a few years ago nothing seemed familiar.
I got out to ask and approached this group of boys to ask for directions, when asked they replied "We have come Margate 6 months and
no see fair" in an Eastern Europe accent, I thanked them and drove off. About 100 yards further on are there were a couple with
shopping bags so guessing they were locals again I stopped got out and asked if they knew where the Dreamland leisure park was. A
similar reply again in an Eastern Europe accent "We only Margate one week we not know".
I decide to U turn and go back and ask at one of the Arcades, A big bouncer bloke stood outside in a blazer that looked like a
uniform, so I went straight up to him and asked "where the fair mate"? A big grin started to form on his face and he asked back
"what fairs that gorgeous"? I answered, "well I'm too old for donkey derby's and gave up on roundabout a few year back, I'm
looking for Dreamland the big leisure park". Oh he grunted as a reply.
Getting just a bit pissed off, I retorted "well can you help me or not"?
That big grin reappeared back on his face, and he replied "you know what I think I can. Just step inside and I'll show you". Rather
apprehensively I stepped inside and he turned round and pointed, saying "if you get in that and dial in the year 1999 or 2000 that
should take you back far enough in time for the fun fair you're looking for to be about half a mile down the road on the left". I
looked totally blank at him and it suddenly hit me he was suggesting I get into a blue telephone box thing a make believe Tardis
and go back in time. I ask him "are you telling me it's no longer there then"? "Yep darling that just what I'm telling you". I was
very tempted to jump into the Tardis to hide my embarrassment, but just muttered a thank and went back to the car and threw that hat
into the back.
Charlie Anne in Ramsgate as a Ramsgate escort.
Abandoning any thoughts of a day on the beach or at a fair I drove straight through Broadstairs and onto Ramsgate to see if there
was anything there for a Ramsgate escort.
When I got there and ventured out, the golden sand did look inviting, and the surroundings looked so much less of the
depressing than Margate and Herne bay, but I still sensed it had seen much better days. So I decided to amble slowly down to the
port area where the ferry to Ostend leaves from. I must of been leaning on the harbour wall for the best part of an hour and a
half just watching small and some not so small craft moving around the Marina, watching some boats leave and some entering the
harbour, totally oblivious to the traffic noise behind me, just mesmerized by the tranquillity and slow pace of life in the Harbour.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and a lady asked " you alright dear? you've been stood here over an hour, I noticed you from over there
where I work in the cafe". I turned, smiled and replied "I'm just fine, but thanks for the concern". I headed back to the car
totally de-stressed, it felt as if the waters of the harbour had washed all those stresses away, what power the sea has.
Charlie Anne in Dover as a Dover escort.
Before a recognisance visit to Dover I decided to do just a little reading up on what it had to offer and coming across an article
on cross channel swimming I wondered if I might enter the record books of being the first working female escort to mange it but when
I read that a local lady had actually swam it successfully 34 times, my single crossing may no be that much of a achievement and the
thought of a national newspaper headline "The RAF Air Sea Rescue Service were today scrambled in a bid rescue the scantily clad
Dover escort Charlie Anne from disaster after she ran into problems on her first cross channel swim attempt after losing her bikini
top and finding that the local jelly fish admired her 34D assets so much so that they had swollen to 34GG from their stings" had me
decide against the idea.
So with passport in hand just in case I fancied a days shopping in Calais Dover escort set about exploring the channel port of
Dover. On arrival with so much on our agenda the first thing to do was find somewhere to stay, but with so many small hotels and
guest houses to chose from I seemed spoilt for choice. A quick check on the trusty laptop companion had me narrow down the choice to
one of two hotels, the Ramada hotel part of an international chain where you know just what you are going to get and
Wallett's Court a country house hotel. So off to Wallets Court I go to check it out, enquiring at reception
what the rooms were like I was invited upstairs by this handsome assistant manager to take a look at one of the rooms, once inside
it was all I could do not to throw him onto the inviting four poster bed and have my evil way with him, managing to mutter yes
pleeeease, he said take your time have a look around and I see you back in reception, leaving me alone in the room. Those few
seconds had left me so hot and h-o-r-n-y, I just lay on the bed and did what a girl has to do to relieve those pent up feelings before
going back down stairs to check in.
With the hotel sorted I decided the first port of call was to be to explore the Castle and the Secret
Wartime Tunnels, all of which were quite fascinating but feeling quite worn out by my earlier exploit I decided to return to the
hotel and check out the hotel spa and what a pleasure it was, laying in the sauna I closed my eyes and started to dream of what
might of happened had I given in to temptation on first seeing my room, a quick dip in the pool was called for to cool me down. This
was followed by a drink in the bar, dinner for one in the restaurant and early bed to have me all refreshed for the next day
shopping trip to Calais.
My day trip was very enjoyable, a smooth crossing and spend spend spend had me arrive back at the hotel worn out but pleased with my
day, made even better when I noticed stood behind reception was that sexy assistant manager. I wasted no time went straight over to
him and made him a proposal that he would not be able to resist. I dined in my room that night a very contented girl having already
had my starter, knowing there was desert on offer after Jon finished his shift.
My final day as a Dover escort was spent on the "Southern Queen" a boat trip along the white cliffs, followed by a walk around the
"Dover Transport Museum" looking at old cars and a steam engine finally having afternoon tea at Crabble Corn Mill, a complete
and working examples of a Georgian watermill, leaving Dover the next morning singing to myself the song
first sung by war time sweetheart Vera Lynn "White
Cliffs of Dover by Robson & Jerome", taking with me pleasant memories and eager to return whenever asked.
Charlie Anne in Folkestone as a Folkestone escort.
My next port of call in Kent is Folkestone, and if as they rightly say "Dartford is one town that changed the world", Folkestone has to
be "the town that took England into Europe".
I see that whilst the old sea port here is well in
need of a makeover the town it self is bustling with activity and looking quite prosperous. I guess this is mostly down to the channel tunnel. Yes that 31 mile long
Tunnel between Folkestone and Calais has certainly boosted the local coffers here. It has had non stop money pouring into the place,
first from the 1980's through to 1994 with Chunnel building
personnel staying there and spending whilst the megaproject was built. Then the working channel tunnel created new jobs and a
lot of passing trafic bringing in more town revenue. So all this has allowed the whole place to benefit, which very importantly means Charlie Anne has found another
likes shopping in.
Charlie Anne in the center of Kent visits Five Heart of Kent Towns
The market-town of Ashford as a Ashford escort
Maidstone - the County-Town of Kent as a Maidstone escort
The historic spa-town of Royal Tunbridge Wells as a Tunbridge Wells escort
Sevenoaks set amidst the hills and valleys of the North Downs as a Sevenoaks escort
The medieval market-town of Tonbridge as a Tonbridge escort
Making my way up that area of Kent called "The Garden of England" because of its agricultural influence, extensive orchards and
hop-gardens often accompanied by Oast houses of vernacular architecture usually round with conical roofs toped of with a cowl that
turns with the wind, that they used to dry out the hops which were and still are so important in traditional brewing of beer. I opted not to
look around any of these preferring to stick to hostelries selling the finished product beer.
Charlie Anne in Ashford as an Ashford escort.
Rather a whistle stop tour in Ashford where I found a modern place, very little seems left of the old apart from some
half-timbered buildings in Middle Row with a few more around the churchyard in the town centre. Apparently many old buildings were
bulldozed to make way for the ring road around the centre which was built in the early 1970s.
Three modern shopping centres in
the town: Park Mall, County Square and the new Designer Outlet plus Bank Street and High Street are traffic-free shopping
thoroughfares. Charlie Anne makes a mental note to take a closer look at the shops real soon.
The other thing that should be
mentioned is Ashford the name indicating a ford near to a clump of ash-trees, is situated spanning the the confluence of the
River Upper Great Stour, River East Stour, Aylesford Stream, Whitewater Dyke, Ruckinge Dyke and the resulting River Great Stour
heading to the English Channel.
Charlie Anne in Maidstone as a Maidstone escort.
Moving onto Maidstone the county town of Kent straddling the river Medway. I was please to be told that
Maidstone is ranked in the top five shopping centres in the southeast of England, another note in my diary for a shopping day here.
With five theatrical venues The Hazlitt Theatre, River Stage, The Exchange (or "Corn exchange") and Hermitage Millennium
Amphitheatre. A host of restaurants and some nice hotels, this town could well keep our Maidstone escort busy.
Whilst there I
took a trip along the river seeing some beautiful scenery, popped into both the Maidstone Museum & Bentlif Art Gallery plus the
Tyrwhitt-Drake Museum of Carriages with a unique collection of horse-drawn carriages, one of Maidstone's hidden gems! But lets be
honest guys, I would of preferred just checking out the shops
Charlie Anne in Tonbridge as a Tonbridge escort.
Tonbridge originally spelt Tunbridge was my next stop, an affluent market town with character and into Tonbridge escort mode I
notice an old fashioned long high street shopping area quite likely struggling to compete with Maidstone and Bluewater shopping mall
in Greenhithe near Dartford. Though I actually missed it myself I was told there is a monthly farmers' market that sells a wide
variety of locally produced food and drinks, together with more exotic imports.
With not to much sign of industry other than a little light engineering and distribution it appears the town has turned education
into an industry, with so many high achieving schools teaching is a major source of employment in the town with thousands of
children commuting to school especially by train from all over the place.
A quick trip around Tonbridge Castle, reputedly England's finest example of a motte and bailey castle, then a relaxing boat trip
through the town lock and along the Medway to finish of the day in Tonbridge.
Charlie Anne in Tunbridge Wells as a Tunbridge Wells escort.
Tunbridge Wells with it's royal title has me wondering if there was any chance of taking tea of
cucumber sandwiches and cream scones with royalty before I leave the town.
A quick glance at my guide book to see just I should check out while I'm here explained the Royal title had been bestowed on the town
by King Edward VII in 1909, this being one of only two towns in the country to carry the Royal title. (so forget the sarnies)
Back in the 1606 a spring was discovered here with high iron content in the waters and was believed to have healing properties hence the
town has ever since developed as a spa town.
The town center appears to be in two halves, the old half with with almost a large village feel where the Pantiles can be found,
which contain the spa which made the town so famous plus a wonderful selection of high quality boutiques, antiques shops, bars and
cafes.. Whilst the new half more recently developed part of the town containing the Royal Victoria Place Shopping centre as well as
the pedestrian area and many retail shopping outlets. This north part of the town is also home to the Assembly Halls and the Trinity
Theatre (formerly Holy Trinity Church), which offers live comedy, drama and musicals.
Charlie Anne in Sevenoaks as a Sevenoaks escort.
Sevenoaks it's, name derived from the Saxon word "Seouenaca",
the name given to a small chapel near seven oak trees in Knole Park. Having finished an overnight in Sevenoaks leaving early one
morning I was quite taken back I appeared to witnessing what I could only describe as a mass exodus of business men and women some
in cars heading out of town and a moving throng heading for the station, presumably al commuters heading to London to work
with a few heading north to the Defence Science and Technology Laboratory research facility at Fort Halstead just outside
town the largest local employer in the district.
With the town settled down the mass exodus over I find a long high street of shops coming in all shapes and sizes, a cricket ground "The vine Cricket ground" one of the
oldest in England given to the town in 1773 and a nearby Stately Home Knole House surrounded by a beautiful deer park.
Sadly this ends your county tour of Kent with Charlie Anne, and I hope to hear from you soon.
Whilst Charlie Anne has nothing to do with street prostitution there are a few stories that may well be of
interest to clients in Kent on BBC news and Amnesty Org.
Prostitution 'pays for drug use' about a
mother and two daughters all prostitutes and the police anti-prostitution patrols in Kent.
New approach to curb prostitution story about
new ways of tackling the problem of prostitution in the Medway towns.
Amnesty welcomes police raids in Kent but calls for protection for trafficking victims.