“One of the areas I visited was Daneshouse. Life seemed to go on in the streets; they were always full and lively. Fairly soon after I got there, I was ushered into someone’s house for a cup of tea. I understood that they were protecting me. Inside the houses, I found a world of women who were great company. I think they were curious that I was a woman taking photographs on my own. I also think they found it funny and probably strange because they had a lot of questions for me. They didn’t want to be in the photographs, and that was fine. We had a few good chats, and I enjoyed them all.” – Anne Worthington.