The funeral service will be held at 11am on Monday 19th April at Kingston Crematorium.
As capacity is limited, attendance is by invitation only, however the service will be webcast live and details of how to access this are provided below, along with directions for those who are attending in person.
WATCH THE LIVE WEBCAST ON THE DAY
Here are details of how to access the webcast of the funeral service live, starting at 11am on Monday 19th April:
WEBCAST VIA OBITUS:
- Click the button above to open the webcast page in a new tab
- Enter your Webcast Login details (top right boxes, next to the green login button) which are as follows:
- Username: qali8612
- Password: 295849
- Click the Login button
Once the stream has begun the video will load automatically.
Tips and troubleshooting
We recommend you try logging in to the webcast so you can test that you are able to see and hear it – make sure your speakers are turned on and up.
If when viewing a Live Webcast you can no longer see the video, it’s possible that connection to the crematorium has been lost. Please wait, and this should be restored as quickly as possible.
Any further problems please click here or call the Obitus team on 03333 447 440.
HOW TO GET THERE IF ATTENDING
Bonner Hill Road
Kingston upon Thames
Access Bonner Hill Road from Hawks Road, Kingston. Drive right to the end of the road and turn right into Kingston Cemetery and Crematorium. Continue straight ahead, through the archway and as you approach the crematorium chapel, you will see car parking on the right hand side.
Unfortunately the waiting room is closed, so we would advise that you wait either by your vehicle or one of the benches outside.
Peter was the first friend I met when we moved into North Kingston 25 years ago. He was so friendly, warm and easy to talk to. He knew so much about life, people, football and music and was always suspicious about politicians and big business. You could always tell what time of year it was with Peter – if he was wearing long trousers then it was mid-winter and really cold. Peter was the ultimate man-around-town: you’d bump into him everywhere, down the Pub, in Sainsburys, in Canbury Gardens, sitting in the Kingston Apple Market, or outside the Ham Bistro. If anything moved in Kingston, Peter knew about it! He was always chatting to people and had stories to tell. Peter was never a big drinker but used to love a pint and a cigar. I loved the fact that he would laugh at his own stories and memories, sometimes until the tears were rolling down his face. Peter enriched all our lives, we will miss him dearly and Kingston will seem empty without him.
I have indelible memories of my time with Peter – following England to Germany, choosing red wines in France, visiting casinos in West London and racecourses around the UK to name but a few. Not forgetting the unquantifiable visits to local drinking establishments with numerous other buddies.
In particular I’ll remember walking the dogs, Peter in his well worn but resilient ‘all year round’ shorts – no belt required. He was a great raconteur often embellishing with extra pieces of priceless information sourced from his wide network of friends and acquaintances. Now and then I’d question his journalistic accuracy but a credible defense was often used in mitigation. Always copious amounts of laughter, mischievousness and good natured banter occasionally interrupted by a Teddy square up with another male dog with Peter, Boris and myself in hot pursuit.
We’d often meet in the gym, invariably we’d end up in the steam room waiting for an empty jacuzzi. Once in we were normally set for a good 60 minutes and it gave him a good opportunity to rinse the beard post lunch and of course we’d discuss everything under the sun in our place of sanctuary.
Peter was a giver and he gave the most precious commodity – his time. He was always available to actively listen, consider and share. His community spirit was immeasurable – driving neighbours to St Albans, clearing a friend’s flat, buying and delivering burgers for Little League – the list could go on and on. With a big heart full of kindness his generosity had no bounds.
Peter was a true friend, will be sadly missed but never forgotten.
A long friendship with never a cross word. Great memories and myths which got crazier with every telling. Greatly missed and irreplaceable.
I have known Peter for years both as a Woodside Road neighbour to my mum and Dad, Gill and George Ageros, and as a fellow Fern Hill parent and sometime school Father Christmas! Peter was such a lovely man and we had many a chat over a coffee at Esporta or bumping into each other at the school gates. He was such a proud father and most times our chats were about how our kids were doing. Always a smile and a happy word for everyone, waving hello at his Woodside Road door – that is how my Dad and I will remember Peter, with much fondness. Heartfelt condolences from us to you his family.
So sorry to hear of the loss of Peter. I’ve known him since our time at Fernhill school . I have fond memories of Peter, regularly spotting him at The Bistro having his morning coffee with a cheery wave as I’m peddling past on my bicycle. Also, fond memories of our Fernhill mums and honorary ‘mum’ Peter , who was always a welcome member of our nights out and coffee mornings. I will miss seeing him out and about with Teddy.
Peter what can we say about Mr Daddy Day care as we all knew him down at Fernhill school. He always had time to help down at the school my fondest memories were peter as Santa Claus all the children knew it was Peter. I also help at the Christmas fair and used to sneak him a mould wine or too! The Summer fair he would have a beer and a hotdog for his hard work by helping to set up the stalls. Myself and my friend Sarah had memorable visit to IKEA where Peter had a coffee with us had a good gossip then shopped and brought a load of stuff we probably didn’t want. .Finally the bistro at ham parade will never be the same without Peter sitting outside with a coffee in one hand and a cigar in the other. That’s how I rennet Peter.
Peter was the epitome of a perfect neighbour and friend. Nothing was ever too much trouble and he was always ready to help anyone with anything. Importantly he was always willing to give his time to chat, listen & empathise. Engaging, interested and supportive I will miss his cheery smile, cheeky sense of fun, his wave from his bike or when he was out walking Teddy. Peter often managed to bring a smile to my face & make me chuckle about ‘local’ issues. He was a truly lovely man & I feel blessed to have known him. God bless you Peter & rest in peace.
I think most of us know Peter had an inbuilt sat nav, that somehow never worked and we always ended up driving three sides of a square to get to our destinations, however when we used to take the boys to football, he always managed to locate a café, coffee shop or a tea point, no matter how far we travelled, time of day and the weather. So we always managed to get warm whilst the boys played their football match. Over 100’s of warm teas we managed to solved the most important topics in life, Chelsea, Middlesbrough and Formula 1. He was a loyal friend and we miss him so much. He definitely was “Peter the Great” in our hearts.
Pete was always a generous and constantly good natured feature in Woodside Road, and the local community for as long as we can remember. He will be greatly missed.
Our thoughts and sincere condolences to Elaine, Finn and Caspar.
Caroline and Hugh Scantlebury
Peter was one of life’s genuinely good guys who always greeted everyone with his warm welcoming smile and glass half full spirit.
We will miss our banter in the street about the ups and downs of Leeds United & Peters beloved Boro but most of all his friendly upbeat presence in our community.
May he rest in peace
With our condolences to his loved ones
Nicky , Stuart , Sophie and Alex Whitwell
Some 15 years ago, whilst attending a Fernhill School Christmas Fair, our excitable youngest son proudly announced that he knew the true identity of Father Christmas – “He’s Finn and Kaspers Dad! ” shouted a 5 year old James – hell bent on sharing his secret Santa knowledge with his class mates and anyone who cared to listen.
And so our friendship with Santa began and it’s true to say the big guy delivered his many gifts by the bucket load during the 15 years or so we’ve been fortunate enough to consider him one of our best friends. Like Santa he was generous to a fault, would go out of his way to help others, and seemed to personally know the entire population of his adopted hometown.
Over the years our families have enjoyed many wonderful holidays together in France and Cornwall where we would spend endless hours chewing the fat largely talking nonsense – and boy was Peter a grand master in spinning a crackin’ Yarn!? At times, typically after consuming large quantities of local ale, Peter would share personal tales of his life growing up in Middlesborough. We were perplexed to learn he considered himself to have failed at school and as a consequence lacked self confidence. We agreed to disagree and it remains our opinion that Peter possessed all the attributes required to be a wonderful successful man on every level.
We fondly remember the joy of seeing Peter entertain a crowd on the beach as they watched Peter standing fully clothed and chest deep in the Atlantic Ocean nonchalantly smoking his cigar whilst keeping a watchful eye over his sons as they enjoyed the surf. It’s fair to say there is nothing he wouldn’t do for Finn and Kasper!
It’s unreal to comprehend Peter is no longer with us and understandably he is sadly missed by all who loved him. We know for sure Peter believed in the concept of Karma and lived his life putting the needs of others before his own. It’s comforting to believe he’s now in a good place – he certainly deserves to be!
It’s been a privilege to have spent time with Peter who has taught us so much and made the world a better place. He was a wonderful man and inspiration to all who knew him.
RIP Peter – Malcolm & Margot, Fraser & James xxxx
Malcolm & Margot Thornton
I shall miss you Peter as we’ve kept in touch over the years, sometimes falling out over various subjects but generally ended up mates. Bye for now kiddo, Charlotte (Auntie).
So very sad to hear of Peters passing. I regularly bumped into Peter around Kingston – mostly whilst food shopping or walking our dogs. Peter was always happy and cheerful and always had time for a good catchup chat. He spoke proudly about Finn and Casper and of his plans to live in Devon with Elaine. We will all miss you Peter with your easy smile and friendly face. May you rest in peace. Much love Kashmira x
Pete and I met when we were in the same class at St Mary’s College in Middlesbrough and we’ve always stayed in touch. I remember having more than a few beers with him at the preferred watering hole; the Linthorpe Hotel or the Linny as it was called. We decided that we would hitch to Reading that night as we were reminiscing about swimming in the river when we went to the festival – we got as far as an underpass near Doncaster and had to sleep there – it was slightly cold
We shared a flat in Saltburn where he used to play his electric guitar in long johns while smoking a pipe. The flat didn’t have any central heating, and was referred to as Ice station zebra, I remember one winter, spending our nights in the small kitchen with the gas rings on talking rubbish….happy times.
Pete stayed with us in Brighton where he was affectionately known as the man under the blanket. Pete has been a constant in my life for a long time; I’m going to miss his explosive laugh, his intelligence, friendship and texts about the Boro, but most of all just passing time. See you about mate
There are some people you meet in life you instantly warm to. The first time I clapped eyes on Peter, I thought ‘He’s going to be great fun’. He was, as all these beautiful tributes suggest. With a seemingly unending supply of quips and reminscences on any topic you could mention, he was the ideal conversational partner, with a fantastic belly laugh.
I first encountered him at Little League, where he would hold court on the touchline.
Then I would see him on the shopping round, where we’d put the world to rights for 15-20 minutes. I have a very fond memory of a morning I spent with him at The Bistro, where he regaled me with tales of Ayresome Park, which I then put together for a piece for FourFourTwo magazine – it was full of trademark Peter lines. The world really will be a smaller place without him – the game has lost a fantastic character.
It was a pleasure to have known him.
I am missing Peter terribly, and my condolences to Elaine, Casper and Finn.
He became a good friend, and was always there for a chat.
Really it was the lack of drama which defined him, making him a pleasant and easy-going man to be around.
Simple meetings at the pub with Richard, maybe one or two others, are not newsworthy, but are important for day to day life.
Being at ease with someone, and always something to talk about, doesn’t happen with everyone.
Obviously his help delivering my boat from Abingdon to Henley last February was significant, a really enjoyable two days (with Richard), and we all shared the same room in the hotel! (Peter snored).
We were looking forward to a few trips this year, and would have celebrated the pubs opening again yesterday, probably at the Anglers in Teddington.
On our lockdown WhatsApp group, again with Richard, we exchanged daily messages and silly jokes, right up to the end.
He had an encyclopaedic knowledge, and our extensive and wide ranging discussions would cheerfully go off on multiple tangents. You never knew where you would end up.
He knew everyone, and was a very popular and respected person in Kingston.
It is so cruel that he has been taken, he will leave a large hole in many peoples lives.
God bless you, Peter.
I will never forget the friendship and generosity you showed me. You were always ready to share a witty story, an intelligent insight or a conspiracy theory and it was always a pleasure to be in your company – especially with an unhurried beer in our hands. Our ‘Three men in a boat ‘ expedition down the Thames will be a cherished memory. We are all going to be the poorer without you.
Rest in peace dear Friend.
Knowing Peter was a Experience, Education and a Laugh, but most of all a Pleasure. I will miss our very long phone conversations. Thanks Peter for being a good Friend too Myself and Con.
Peter McCormack was our neighbour and friend. We first met him when our mail got muddled and he made the connection, McCormack was Katherine’s maiden name. Since that day, we have enjoyed many chats and banter with Peter. We would always stop for a natter whenever our paths crossed outside no. 26, or in Canbury Gardens or in the local pub. We didn’t know him deeply but Peter always seemed to us someone who had lived a great life and was happy about it! He was a big hearted man with a huge, infectious smile – one we will never forget. x
Katherine and Nick Wherry
I know Peter throuh Elaine and I knew we immediately clicked when we started talk about politics and general life stuff. He was a very bright, intelligent chap I thought who always gave his attention what I was talking about. Pure kindness and generosity always. Also a very nice gentleman, he always giving me a lift back home when our chat gone so long and we didn’t realise how late it was.
Unexpected visit in bentalls with Caspar, always cheered my days up at work too.
Truly miss him and a big loss in the Kingston society.
Love you always and thank you fornall the lovely memories.