In a gleaming barber’s shop in the shadow of Nottingham Forest’s City Ground, Feras Al-Youssef is snipping his client’s hair with lightning efficiency, the clippings flying like silver filings to the floor.
“We are going to win the league,” states the Aleppo-born adopted son of the city, lifting his eyes to a signed club shirt on the wall. Then he smiles. “Well, we hope – when this city is in a good mood, there is nothing like it.”
