- Shamima Begum was seen perched on a sofa on a sun-blasted Syrian hillside
- She is not wearing a veil and wears a diamante nose stud and possible lip gloss
- In the past six months she says she has not spoken to anyone from the UK
In the corner of a cabin behind a wire fence on a sun-blasted Syrian hillside, a girl from Bethnal Green is perched on a sofa, regarding me warily. The first things I notice about her are the absence of a veil, the glint of a fashionable diamante nose stud and the application of what looks very much like lip gloss.
There is also the cheerful plum-coloured — rather than Islamist black — hijab. From beneath her long grey skirt a baby-blue nylon trainer is peeping. All these aspects of her appearance are new and unexpected. Yet her face is instantly recognisable. She is the British teenage Isis bride, Shamima Begum.
For the past six months no one from her home country has spoken to her, she says. That is, no one outside this internment centre whose name can be loosely translated as Camp Sunshine.