I was actually heading to a different part of Port Talbot, but the route I took brought me here instead. It’s always struck me when driving down the M4 how close the chimney stacks of the houses sit to the road.

Walking around, I realised how much I’m usually drawn to photographing how people shape their surroundings. But here, it’s the other way around, the environment has been imposed, and it shapes how people live their lives. I had no idea the supports for the M4 actually run through people’s gardens.

There’s something quietly powerful about seeing goalposts drawn on the side of a wall that holds up the motorway – people shaping what they get, as opposed to getting what they shape.