Communities such as Ramadan Space, grown on WhatsApp, negotiated a venue in Shoreditch and put on sold-out nights all month long. These became regular rituals for some, a wholesome bit of eat-pray-love that, as one hijabi student told me, felt “like oxygen” at a time when it felt difficult to come up for air. The Inclusive Mosque Initiative put on feminist prayers in a south London church. A friend launched Shukr, bringing together London’s Muslim creatives at the top of 180 The Strand. (In attendance: rappers Krept and Konan, and the mayor of London.)