Here are a couple of anecdotes I forgot to include in my earlier tribute:
In one of its issues, Blueprint fanzine came with a poster of the Great Man.
I put it on my bedroom wall, and every time my then toddler nephew came into to see me, I’d point to the poster and say, "That’s Colin Bell".
One day, the boy walked in, and said, "That’s Colin Bell!"
Unfortunately, it didn’t do any good; he’s a bloody Newcastle supporter!
Secondly, I lived in Stoke from 1999 to 2006, first as a student, then while I was working there.
I was lucky enough to find a pub that had among its regulars several proper, old-time Potters' supporters.
On one occasion, when chatting to one of them, I asked him what he thought of Colin Bell.
He replied immediately, without the slightest hesitation, "World class."