After an entire week of intermittent rains, the sky was finally clear on Monday morning. For England, which was almost entering winter, this kind of weather was extremely worthy of being cherished. This was even more so for Nottingham City, where the weather was always erratic. One never knew when the sky above his head would become overcast out of nowhere, followed by the sudden splattering of raindrops falling from the sky.
Beads of water hung onto the tree leaves by the side of the road, reflecting the morning sunlight. They were like diamonds that had been left behind in the bushes, and that was all the proof needed that it had rained all through the night.
