This site is dedicated to the memory of Peter Phelps.

Peter Phelps was born in Bristol on May 01, 1938. Dad to Carey and Catherine and Grandad to Leanne, Conor, Elizabeth, Abi and Oliver. So badly missed and dearly loved by us all. We miss you so much Dad and will always love you lots. You were taken from us so suddenly we will never get over it.

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Hi Popsicle I know if you're watching over us you'll know how much I miss you even if I don't come on here to write it all down. Can't believe we lost you 3 years ago and I miss you just as much with every passing day. I still kiss you goodnight every night and still have your things all over the house. Can still smell you on your jackets. The pain will never go away, I still hurt so much. I love you so so much Dad. The kids love and miss you very much too. Elizabeth is getting married next year, I badly wanted to pick up the phone to tell you and she's so upset that you wont be there in body with us, but I know you'll be there in spirit. Olly has passed his driving test and Abi is learning at the moment. They are all adults now, I don't know where the time has gone. You would be so proud of them. We all love you very very much Dad and miss you like you wouldn't believe. xxxxxxxxxx
Catherine
7th February 2013
Hi Pops So sorry it's been a while. You are never out of my thoughts even if I don't come on here to put them in print. It's coming up to Christmas again and i'm missing you just as much as ever. Wish you were here cos I miss buying your Christmas present so much, even though you were a pain to buy for but i'd give anything to be pulling my hair out in town trying to get you something. I love you so much and miss you daily. Hope you're ok and enjoying a huge glass of red wine, you deserve it xxxxxxxxxx
Catherine
11th December 2011
Hi Dad Sorry I haven't been on here for a while. Don't think it's because I haven't been thinking of you because that couldn't be further from the truth. I'm struggling again, every day is so painful, can't stop the tears from coming, doesn't matter where I am, on the bus stop, in Tesco, they just pour regardless. I'm going to name our house Butterfly House in your memory, you wouldn't believe the amount of butterfly things we have in there, well yes you probably would cos you know how obsessive I can get with things that mean a lot to me. I am never ever gonna get over losing you, a piece of me died with you that day. You were my best friend Pops, I could go to you about anything and always know you would be there for me and give me a hug and tell me you love me. Anyway i've waffled on enough for now. The kids all miss you and love you loads and so do I, please never forget that. Love you loads and loads xxxxxxxxxx
Catherine
17th May 2011
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