The first part of the plan went fine, except for my colleague's insistence on having the radio on. Julie was to take the first half, then I'd take over. I had planned to fly to the North East, but Julie's terrified of flying, so we agreed to take a company car and share the driving for the 290 mile trip. We get on, but we're certainly not close friends.

She's several years younger than me and, in my personal view, a bit of an airhead. My colleague Julie was accompanying me on the trip. I expected the trip to be entirely routine, but it turned out to be anything but. I recently had to travel to Newcastle-upon-Tyne to train the staff there in a new IT software package we've installed. I'm a staff trainer with a large company, based in London, but with offices in other major cities around Britain.

For the record – I know people are interested in this sort of thing – I'm 37 years old, five-feet-five tall, with short brown hair, hazel eyes, a reasonably pretty face, B-cup knockers, and a trim body thanks to 10 hours a week in the gym.