Apparently London Muslim is not happy that when the mother in law of a London bomber spoke to the media, it was about the effect on her family and not an apology to the victims.

Here is news for you - she did not blow anybody up. She has nothing to apologise for.

Be as fiery as you like but the fact is she did not kill anyone, nor is there any suggestion that she promoted such activity.

Enough is enough. We should stop forcing people to apologise for things they did not do.

Her offering an apology for the London Bombings is like me apologising for the slave trade.

you aint real bro cus what you spitting aint the truth,
Why you tying to kill em? me i'm tryina save the youth.
The futures not a nice place, to me it seems so bleak,
Everybody's seen a rhyme of mine but i don't let it leak.
I'm the girl you see everyday but u wont even know it.
Im the girl who cries when shes alone but i don't show it.
If you got close enough to feel what i'd felt abit,
You would know it aint easy u might feel bad abit.
Cus judging somebody you aint even ever spoke to
Aint the right move, not something that this girl would do.
I've been judged manyt times both rightly and wrongly.
So many things people think just would never even fit me.
I aint half the girl that you imagine me to be.
And i dont really care think whateva you wana think of me.

So much happening but I feel weak so i don't even want to fight,
Rather gets some rest but i cant even sleep at night,
fifteen years old stressed out and i feel so old,
I dont have nobody and i dont want to be alone.
I Keep praying to allah cus the devil trys to tempt me,
Used to be so full of strength why do i feel empty?
I wana spread my wings and fly but they wont let me,
Nobody understands so i dissapear they wont see me.
I start to hate the world and everything around me,
Not because its rong, but cus i don't need it to surround me.
I need some space, my own air around me to feel free.
But theres a dead end in everything i see.

The other side of the rainbow. Do you think there is a pot of gold hidden there?

From the bridge near Oldham College that has like half the windows smashed.

The rainbow was one of the brightest that another passer by had seen and you could see the full arc clearly - too bit though to get captured in a photo.

Well, today was not the best of weathers we have had.

I got caught standing in a shop door trying to stop the hailstones killing me.

I can categorically state that I did not (consciously) provoke their rage.

And then later on, I saw a rainbow. A passerby noted how it was the brightest rainbow he had seen in years - there was a full arc.

But my phone camera is not too good in showing the bright colours - it washes such things out (like when I took a photo of some traffic lights and instead of neon red and green, they came across as closer to faded out white).

Hailstones on the floor after - suddenly and without any obvious provocation - they started to attack me. Bad hail stones.

I had the last laugh though - see how they are laid across the floor as I was still standing? Muwahahahaha

Exception why didnt you write today?
Maybe it's because she got nothing to say.
If there was a thought in my mind i'd find a way.
To paint a picture only my words could display.
Forget the word rapper, just call me an artist.
The words to my songs will show where my heart is.
Its hard to say things that mess up in your head.
Its hard to erase things you wish you never said.

Regrets fill my mind, in a way i can't describe.
My lifes like a rollercoaster, but i aint ona ride.
SO many days that i wish that i could just hide,
But never was there a true fact that i denied.
Some people hide from the truth, as if its a fear.
Not something i understand i've never come near.
An ohnest tongue is a blessing, so the ohnest i respect,
The things that i say my actions will reflect.

Kidnapped British Boy Back Home At Last

The five-year-old boy who was kidnapped in Pakistan and held for almost two weeks is back with his family in Britain.

Covered in a blanket, Sahil Saeed was carried in through the back door of the family home in Oldham by his father Raja.

The youngster later made a brief appearance with his parents on the doorstep of their terraced house.

He appeared tired and rubbed his eyes at the blaze of flash photography that greeted him. A few seconds later they went back inside.

Sahil and his father had earlier flown to Manchester on a flight from the Pakistani capital Islamabad. They were taken from there to Oldham in a police convoy.