What are you driving? A Toyota Rav 4, a little silver jeep. People are always taking the mickey out of my car.

It's all a bit modish, isn't it? They say it's a Chelsea cruiser or a hairdresser's car: a flash person's idea of a country car, not a real country car. It's very good for where my family has a house, in South Wales; for all its city looks it is a four-wheel drive. It's very nippy, and it gets me very high off the ground.

What state is it in? I've just had it valeted. I'm not too bad with litter. But the great thing is the two wells where you can put cappuccinos. But it's taken me a while to get to use them. Twice, I've put them on the floor, and they've fallen off. The smell of milk is horrendous and takes forever to go away.

What do you think it says about you? I'm nippy and racy - which is one of my nicknames at work. My name's R Lacey, so it's stuck. I haven't been able to shake that for two years.

How would you describe your driving? Too fast. But I generally think of myself as a good driver.

What do you do if someone cuts you up? Probably swear, not badly though. Maybe shout 'idiot'. I'm not the type who winds down a window and goes for it. If someone puts grief my way, I just drive on. Life's too short.

Do you get recognised? No. Everyone at work says they know it's my car, but not because they can see me. I'm too short, so they can't see me behind that high wheel.

Have you ever had sex in a car? No I haven't. So there's something to look forward to.