Stumbling around East London looking for the Amnesty International building in the drizzly weather, concerned that my phone was about to die on me, I pause for a moment to reflect upon why I should attend this conference. Aren’t there countless conferences on Muslims in the West? How would this be any different? With these two questions in mind I come across the Amnesty building and with a sigh of relief, I enter the building and find the conference. Examining the day’s schedule I can see discussions that rarely happen at other conferences on British Islam, niches perhaps, but no discussions on the Muslim British experiences that can ever be truly reflective without them.