Pete was someone we all had the great privilege of knowing, He was the person you depended upon and he came to our rescue many times, his family was everything to him and he was happiest with his girls and grandsons around him. He was so encouraging and supportive and loving. Lynn and Sarah have such wonderful memories of their dad. He was Lynn's and Sarah best friend and he is a very hard act to follow.

Pete was hilarious and so loyal, every Christmas, during family quizzes he could not choose a side to join, and would infuriate Lynn, Sarah and Val by shouting out the answers for both teams, consequently, there was never a winning team. I remember he used to get a lot of tellings off!

He was such an intelligent man, yet so unassuming, even with very little speech left, not so long ago, when Lynn was talking to him about a favourite song from an Italian opera, he was able, not only to tell her the title of the song but to translate it from Italian into English and explain its meaning. Who knew?

He was so brave and uncomplaining, and accepting of his condition. He didn't say why me? He said, why not me.

Pete was the most courageous man that I have met, even when PSP robbed him of his speech, and he had lost everything else in his body he never gave up on his sense of humour and he still had the ability to make us all laugh. That says something of the character of Pete, he always tried to make it alright for everyone else. As long as his family were having a good time he was ok.

Pete was an amazing man, and I think I can say he made our lives better and richer for knowing him, in Lynn and Sarah's words they will miss him every day but will always be grateful for the privilege of being loved by him and having him as our Dad and our best friend.

Max and Joe have written their own tributes to Grandad:

Max's Tribute
My grandad was a fantastic, courageous, brave, kind, loving, caring and extremely handsome man. My parents take after him. In the nearly ten years I've known him he has been an absolutely fantastic grandfather to me. I've leaned a phenomenal amount about him and I am fascinated by his great personality. When he tragically became poorly I have tried my 100% best to help my mum to look after him. All I try to think about now is the good, happy, joyful times we had together. I remember when he used to feed the Badgers digestive biscuits, that still makes me smile. I love him so much.

Joe's Tribute
My grandad was a kind, generous, lovely man and I don't blame him for having Mohammad Ali as a hero, he's having a match with him right now, up in heaven. (I used to say to him Ello Treacle). He used to come with us and have a picnic at Conker Lane, he brought kindness to our family, also he bought me at guitar. He is now the brightest star in heaven.