Her tiny frame is swathed in black and dark grey and she is wearing a heavy coat over a lace blouse, jeans and boots. But when Green arrives, it is clear that she is not embracing the joys of spring time. It is a day for white linen and flowing dresses and flip-flops. The London streets are peppered with cherry blossom and the heady scent of fake tan hangs thickly above the city like ozone.
It is a sunny, blue-sky day when I meet the actress Eva Green.
