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Anfield

A few yards away, on the wall at Anfield to his right, as if to emphasise the legendary status he still enjoys, and must now avoid staining, hung an oil painting of himself.

An image of a younger Kenny Dalglish, among a small row of portraits celebrating Liverpool's greatest ever managers.

These were the men who had won the title here. His was the most recent in 1989-90. Memories of the way things used to be.

The room where, in 1991, he had announced his shock-resignation as manager, and walked away, a departure he always regretted, and from which the club has never really managed to recover.

This was the he did so much to fill. 19 trophies in 14 years he helped to deliver to this treasure trove, as both player and manager.

Now he was back where it had all begun.

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