R.I.P.

No tears, because both lived long and productive lives.
Bert Williams - goalkeeper in the Wolves team of my youth, which (hard to believe now) swept all before them.  Also regular England goalkeeper in the early fifties. Nicknamed (by the Italians I seem to remember) The Cat, and a thoroughly nice bloke.
Chris Chataway - athlete, TV presenter and politician.  My abiding memory is of the 5000 metre race at White City in 1954 when he came through in the last few yards to beat the apparently unbeatable Russian Vladimir Kuts.  I remember my mum and me screaming at the telly, and falling into one another's arms at the end.  Sort of stuff that sticks with you for ever.