AS I sat, reading my letter from the police for speeding at 35 mph, I thought, who could this be?

Surely, not me -- over 30 years' driving, always been a good boy. Who was it? Same name, same car registration. Who is this person?

Maybe it is me, but it can't be my fault, it must be my daughters, who wanted picking up from school, or my wife's, who wanted to go shopping.

I know! -- the car travelling the other way at speed when the camera flashed, not me.

After three days of refusing to drive, making my loved ones suffer, waiting for the letter from the police to say sorry, they had made a mistake I saw who was to blame.

As I shaved one morning, at first he wouldn't look me in the eye. Then he did -- it was me.

I got back on the horse, and drive at just below 30 mph, re-training myself -- just as I drove when I first passed my test. There's no man with a red flag.

I now accept my punishment and work hard to make the roads a safer place.

BOB HOGG, Whalley New Road, Blackburn.