ABSTRACT
I personally approached Mary in front of the post office in Northington. I visited her
later on that day in her one bedroom flat on a large council estate nearby. Her simply
furnished flat was gloomy because the curtains were drawn and the bare light bulb
was not strong. Mary was white, 21 years old, and had a three-year-old boy and
an eight-months-old daughter, who played in the same room where our interview
took place.