
In Loving Memory
Sadly my dad, Peter, passed away on the 27th of January. He was not only my dad but my hero. If you knew my dad you’ll know that he lived a life full of stories and adventures. He also liked nothing more than a drink with friends and to tell more stories. So, I’d like nothing more then for everyone to join me at his funeral and wake to have one last drink with him. If you can‘t be there and would like to donate to Peter’s beer fund, it would mean alot to my dad. If there is anything left over we will be choosing a charity close to our hearts to donate it too
So help us raise a beer one last time to my Dad….my hero
Sean
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Lambeth Crematorium
Friday 4th March
13:15 – 14:00
Officiant: May Andrews
I will raise a glass to Peter from the other side of the Atlantic. I will miss him and I know that my life will be emptier following his passing. Cheers old bean.
Loved him another one of lifes real characters now gone RIP my old freind
My favourie Uncle Pete x
Sharing a Garage with Peter meant he could share his expert knowledge with mr it was much apprrciated thanks mate Michael
We will all miss you dearly Uncle Peter. Lots of good memories over the years. Such a genuine character and always ready to share an interesting story.
One of my idols as a kid and a big part in why I took up bike racing a real legend the world won’t be the same with out you!
I got to know Peter later on life better late than never! We shared a garage for many years and I benefitted from his skills and knowledge. We also worked together at Metropolis. As others have said he was a true character. His good company will be sorely missed.
I met Pete back in 1975 when I went to work at London Motorcycle Centre in Wandsworth at the age of 17. I was interested in racing, and Pete started taking me along with him to meetings. I have great memories of those days, especially of the TT in 1977 & 78. Pete and I lost touch for a few years, but luckily, over the last few years have made up for that time. I recently bought his camper van, and we have sat in it outside my house and chatted for hours. I will really miss him calling and saying ‘ get the kettle on’ and his great stories and unique way of telling them. Rest easy mate.
I met Peter in the early seventies we almost lived in the Goringe pub what Great times we had love to all ❤️ to
Just a little poem: The day has gone you and me chatted along at the counter edge you told me stories from long ago Stories so long but true but it was you we laughed you reminisced of days gone by. Amazing to know you your stories of old. Your stories wrote a book my memories are pages in my mind just lines on a page like ink never gone. Rip story teller fella be happy above remember us below peter the roadie xx