Anorak | Faye Turney On Iran, Ahmadinejad, Knickers And Freedom

Faye Turney On Iran, Ahmadinejad, Knickers And Freedom

by | 9th, April 2007

fayeturney.jpg FRESH from an audience with President Ahmadinejad of Iran, Faye Turney looks out at Sun readers.

Pictured with an Ahmadinejad own brand headscarf in her hand, Turney strikes a defiant blow for Western fashion and British military might.

I feared being raped by Iranians ,” says one teaser. Stripped to knickers in dingy cell .” And: The truth behind our TV smiles .”

Sun readers have every right to be appalled. Granted, Turney was not raped and at no time molested in a sexual manner. And being stripped to her knickers would, perhaps, be more shocking if Turney had been stripped to her Y-fronts, but the point is made.

Turney takes that blue headscarf between thumb and forefinger. She dangles it towards the ground. He look is tight-lipped.

And she prepares to tell us about her evil Iranian captor s”. Faye is a “25-year-old “mum”. Sure, she is a mum trained to fight and armed with a loaded weapon, but that is not central to the narrative. In any case, Turney’s gun is British military issue and will very possibly melt in the heat as if made of chocolate.

A Dead And Alive Hole

Faye gathers herself. And she speaks.

“One morning, I heard the noise of wood sawing and nails being hammered near my cell. I couldn’t work out what it was. Then a woman came into my cell to measure me up from head to toe with a tape,” says Faye.

“She shouted the measurements to a man outside. I was convinced they were making my coffin.”

We don’t know if they were. And before the Sun can press Faye on this point, we hear more of those knickers.

Using military-style bullet pints, the Sun delivers a volley of outrage:

“Faye told The Sun how she was:
STRIPPED to her knickers with the rest of her clothes and belongings taken away and caged in a tiny freezing cell.
WARNED she might not see her three-year-old daughter Molly again and asked how she felt about “dying for her government
THREATENED with years in prison as a spy unless she did what her captors wanted.”

Faye was separated from her all-male colleagues. “I was thrown into a tiny little cell and ordered to strip off. They took everything from me apart from my knickers.”

The knickers. Always the knickers. A totem of happier times.

“Then some cotton pyjamas were thrown in for me to wear and four filthy blankets. The metal door slammed shut again,” says Faye.

Did she keep her knickers on? Were new knickers provided? And did the knickers clash with the black Islamic cape Faye was ordered to wear?

Question Time For Faye Turney

These are questions for the Sun’s Page 3 girls to grapple with. For now we go with Faye.
“A slimy-looking man whose tan leather shoes she will never forget” approaches Faye

Faye : Where are my friends? I want to see them.
Man in mini-cab driver shoes : What friends?
Faye : Mr Felix and Mr Chris (her officers Lieut Felix Carman and Captain Chris Air).
“He rubbed

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