Dedicated to the memory of Pete

Pete Mear was a good, compassionate and caring man.

He was a true friend to so many, a great brother, a wonderful son, a loving husband, and an extremely talented musician.

He was very sadly taken from us all in February 2017 after a short yet dignified battle with cancer. But his legacy lives on in many.

During his illness he was cared for at Sue Ryder St Johns Hospice near Bedford, where he received tremendous physical and emotional support. We would like to raise funds for St Johns Hospice to support the remarkable work they do for people and families in their hours of need.

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Miss you Pete. You came out of nowhere and encouraged me (a complete stranger) to play some gigs when I was younger and you had a profound effect on my life. Ever since then I haven't stopped and went on to meet my wife through playing music! Hope wherever you are you're still playing away.
Jack
12th October 2022
just came across this, Pete was a legend. Loved jamming and chilling out. one of my favorite songs of Pete was Lift my eyes (Psalm 121). Iain Leggett (Royston)
iain
22nd October 2020
Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the "nay" in your own mind, nor do you withhold the "ay." And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed. When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain. And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught. And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? Seek him always with hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.
Robert
3rd March 2019
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