An Attempt To Cover Civilians Fleeing The North West Front Of Mosul. Just The Way It Goes Sometimes

…a long term photojournalist embedded with the ERD – presents Ahmed with a taser. We all look on in horror. It’s a gift that goes down exceptionally well. With Ahmed. Not so much with Makeen. Though Makeen does go down, all the way to the ground.


Driving to Badush takes hours. It’s not really so far, the road is just very erratic and largely unpaved and you have to loop down all the way south of Hamam al-Alil and then come all the way back up past West Mosul. But that’s what you have to do if you want to cover the North West Front. Earlier we’d passed the Federal Police base that was attacked by ISIS a week or so previously, causing significant attrition of the line and a number of deaths. As darkness falls and we bump along through the dust, with little to indicate what’s dirt road and what’s not (not being large areas that could well contain IEDs), there’s a definite feeling in the un-armoured car that perhaps territory known to be rife with ISIS isn’t the best place to be bumping along in the dark with no weapons (not that most of us would know how to use a gun if we had one). Continue reading “An Attempt To Cover Civilians Fleeing The North West Front Of Mosul. Just The Way It Goes Sometimes”

Getting To Know Iraqi Kurdistan

Driving down the (fully paved, two lane) road between Erbil and Sulaymaniyah, 4 turkies and a rooster in the boot and Ed Sheeran on the sound system, the mountains growing in both height and craggyness the further we go and the rain getting harder and harder, it’s difficult to remember I’m in Iraq. Continue reading “Getting To Know Iraqi Kurdistan”