Hi Dawn, how did you end up at Whitewater, of all places? Started out as a Marketing Assistant at web-publishers Hemscott. Whilst there I worked with their marketing agency (Ingrams) and quickly realised that I actually much preferred the kind of thing they did. Fortunately for me they ended up offering me a job (hooray!).

I stayed with Ingrams (now called Gasoline) for five and half years and in that time picked up a lot of experience with not for profit and commercial sectors, working with clients like Yell.com, Visit London, MSN and B&CE.

Like many people I got to a point where I fancied another challenge and in particular wanted to work with organisations that make a genuinely positive contribution to the world. As soon as I heard about Whitewater and the kind of companies they work with I knew I had found what I was looking for. God, that sounds a bit creepy.

Not at all. It can be hard to express worthy sentiments in a non-creepy sounding way, but everyone here is familiar with that dilemma. What's your philosophy on life? Hmm. I don’t really have a philosophy. I do try to keep a positive outlook, look for the best in people and (cliché alert) enjoy life. As a teenager my Dad was always telling me to do something constructive with my time. Well, I’m happy to report that that box is nicely ticked although I still struggle with keeping my room tidy.

Dads eh? Where would we be without them. What do you do when you're not at Whitewater? I try to go to the gym twice a week and have done a couple of the Nike London Runs. I love walking in the Suffolk countryside where my parents still live and up in the Lake District. I also recently bought a house with my boyfriend so now enjoy cooking meals for our friends and having a nice potter round the garden (hey, I turned 31 recently, it's allowed!). When I'm feeling totally wild I might even go to the cinema. Or when I'm feeling especially kind I join my boyfriend in watching his football team lose.

That's noble of you. Are you bribable? As a girl of sound moral fibre I'm pretty unbribable. Although give me a brown paper envelope stuffed with Cath Kidston vouchers and we can talk.

Hah! That's all it takes for integrity to crumble, some of those lovely gymkhana-rosette gift vouchers. (Just joking, we crumble for far less, like a Bourbon biscuit). Thanks Dawn!