Goodbye to a hero of local league football

FUNERAL Tributes were paid to Peter Faulkner
FUNERAL Tributes were paid to Peter Faulkner
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A RICH life both on and off the pitch was celebrated as more than 150 people turned out to a thanksgiving service for one of local sport’s leading lights.

Several retired players from Waterlooville FC and Portsmouth FC went to Portchester Crematorium to say goodbye to Peter Faulkner, who died last month at the age of 93.

Peter, who was described as ‘a big man with a big heart’, was the driving force in building ‘The Ville’ into a successful club until it merged with Havant Town in 1998.

He was well-known in football and cricket circles – being the past president of the Southern Football league, a former director at Pompey, and the first president of the Southern Cricket League.

The service heard the music My Way by Frank Sinatra.

His daughter Sandy said: ‘Waterlooville FC was his biggest passion.

‘He managed to move the club from playing at the local recreation ground to their own stadium at Jubilee Park – a massive achievement.

‘It was dad’s love of the game from an early age that kept him going when I think many would have given up.’

Reverend Paul Miles-Knight, officiating minister, said Peter had made an ‘enormous contribution’ to the community.

During the war Peter served in the Fleet Air Arm and was known to his comrades as Butch.

Peter, who ran a building firm with his brothers, enjoyed 30 years of marriage with Gladys, fathering four children, until she died of cancer.

In 1971 he married Sylvia and had two more daughters.

His daughter Kate described him as a ‘superhero’ with a gentle spirit who would bring her a cup of tea every day in bed.

She said: ‘Thank you for being you dad.’

Mr Miles-Knight said: ‘We celebrate a man who not only built with bricks and mortar, but also built with human living stones and helped to form a community and make it special. A man who served his country, community but most of all his family with great distinction – a true Pompey gentleman.’

His daughter Jill, reading a poem, said: ‘You can shed tears that he is gone. Or you can smile because he has lived.’