A few weeks ago, a group of men knocked on my door. The three adults had large and unruly beards and wore shalwar kameez, the national dress of Pakistan. The two teenage boys accompanying them, in jeans and T-shirts, were in the initial stages of growing their beards.
Last May, amid considerable fanfare, the Darfur Peace Agreement was signed in Nigeria.
The past few months have witnessed the most dramatic and profound developments in Somalia since the collapse of the US military inter vention 13 years ago, a mission that failed when what should have been a humanitarian project became a "counter-terrorism" operation.
In the last weekend of July, a group of British Muslims flocked in their thousands to attend a convention in Alton, Hampshire. Most were of Pakistani, Bangladeshi or Indian origin.
As with 7 July last year, I remember exactly where I was, what I was doing and how I felt, as a British Muslim, when I heard the news.
Last Friday, I was on the panel at City Circle, an impressive discussion group of young professional Muslims.
Those wondering why this blog has been silent for so long should watch Channel 4 tomorrow night at 7.30pm to see my programme about the government’s relationship with radical Islam.