Biography
Born in Hackney, London, Lindi St Clair's real name was Marian June Akin. She grew up in Swindon, Wiltshire, where she went to school and at 14 years old became a beatnik, then a mod, then a rocker and a biker running away from home to London where she associated with the rockers and Hells Angels. She found employment in a few menial jobs before becoming a prostitute on the streets and, not drinking, smoking or taking drugs, was able to save enough money to buy a large freehold Victorian end of terrace house in Earls Court. Here she ran a lavish brothel frequented by British and international politicians and aristocrats as a high profile Madam and dominatrix.
For many years, from the mid seventies until her bankruptcy in 1992 (after the Inland Revenue pursued her for tax evasion), St Clair offered sexual services from her own large four-storey house at Eardley Crescent, in Earls Court, London. A very successful professional dominatrix and madam, she once owned a yellow Rolls Royce and had her own yacht which she kept at Bray in Berkshire. In 1991, it emerged St Clair was renting Chancellor of the Exchequer Norman Lamont's basement flat in Notting Hill. At one time, she claimed that 252 Members of Parliament had been her clients. She has appeared on television and radio on many occasions, including The Ruby Wax Show and The James Whale Show.
Despite being taxed on her earnings, St Clair found when she attempted to register the companies, 'Prostitutes Ltd', 'Hookers Ltd', and 'Lindi St Clair (French Lessons) Ltd' that they were all rejected by the Registrar of Companies, and then 'Lindi St Clair (Personal Services) Ltd' by the Attorney General.
St Clair spelt her surname "St Claire" between 1974 and 1985 and has also used the names Miss Whiplash, Carla Davis and Lily Lavender.
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