"After four years at Liverpool University I was a social worker in the city, during which time one of my elderly clients was full of praise for her nephew Billy, who was a great help to her. Among her photographs was one of him in a football shirt. One day in the office I was told that a Mr Liddell wished to see me. In the interview room we discussed what we could do to help his aunt, and he then left. I was then swamped by all the men in the admin section who wanted to know how I came to have Billy Liddell to see me. I remember saying that yes, he was Mr Liddell, so what? They could not believe that I did not know I had been face-to-face with the Liverpool hero."
A letter from Hilary Barnes in The Telegraph