Well Pete, football has got a lot to answer for, most of the people I know come from football. It has been playing with or against them, or from our children playing football. You obviously come into the last category with Andrew playing in the same team as Lee.That team was well followed on match days and of course the trips away. You helped Tony and me put up the goals on a Sunday morning at the park and we used to say that they were the best, neatly tied and pegs spaced evenly apart. When I was the treasurer of the Juniors you helped me out with the books and did the audit for us as well. We had a good time with the lads, and you would be good for a laugh or two. A funny thing happened to me approx 18 months ago around Christmas time. I was in the Haymarket going down the escalator when a guy from the top shouted to me "Hey is that Rob, I waved to him and he was gone". A week later I bumped into him in a shop and I still didn't recognise him, perhaps it was the beard and beany hat that fooled me .It was Graham from my school days , I had not seen him since then. Well low and and behold at the funeral Graham was there talking to someone about local football. I asked him how he knew Pete and he said he sat in the same row with the boys down the City. Small world hey. Football again I never got to see Pete in the latter stages, when I was going to see him he took ill again. In one way I was sorry not to see him but in another way I was glad. People don't generally like you to see them when they are poorly. So I will remember Pete when I last saw him walking down Sibson road with a smile on his face. We will all remember you as a genuinely nice guy Rob and Linda

So sad that, after all the years of support, Peter missed the City winning the Premier League. We like to believe that they won in his honour. He is greatly missed by all of his friends.

I do not need a special day to bring you to my mind The days I do not think of you are very hard to find Each morning when I awake I know that you are gone And no one knows the heartache as I try to carry on My heart still aches with sadness and many tears still flow What it meant to lose no one will ever know My thoughts are always with you, your place no one can fill In life I loved you dearly; in death I love you still There will always be a heartache, and often a silent tear But always a precious memory of the days when you were here If tears would make a staircase and heartaches make a lane I'd walk the path to heaven and bring you home again I hold you close within my heart; and there you will remain To walk with me throughout my life until we meet again Our family chain is broken now and nothing seems the same But as God calls us one by one, our chain will link again. Happy Birthday Dad, love and miss you loads. Anna xxxx