Once, now and again someone amazing comes into our lives and that was Peter.  He moved into next door on Portsdown Hill in the Eighties and quickly became a firm fixture in our lives for more than twenty years.  He would come round almost every day to see what was to eat, he even had me cooking bacon and eggs at 2am one New Years Day!  He often brought his shirts round for me or one of the girls to iron, he paid them to do it. 
We never heard him raise his voice or get cross, he was a gentle giant of a man, kind and helpful and a great inspiration to our young Son John.   
The world could do with more Peter’s, he will be sorely missed by all who knew him.

Rest in Peace dear friend

Sandie & John