Part 2 During our annual email exchanges. Steve issued us with official ‘Pool Passes’ at 6, Wickham Lane; reminding us that Ian and I would be welcomed to their home. Bless him. Sadly we didn’t ever get use them. His great sense of humour was just another thing to love. Rest in peace Steve. A little of you will always be in Cornwall; hiding in the vegetable patches, or running free on the beach. And be strong, Lesley, as Steve would have wanted. His children and grandchildren go on. His legacy. Much love, Tricia

Part 1 Steve was much loved by all who knew him well. Lesley’s bravery in leading the tributes was stunning. You all did him proud. You will come to make sense of it, and live the rest your lives as Steve would have wanted. In time. My family have lived in Port Isaac for generations, and Steve’s wider family were great friends over many years. During our childhoods, Steve and I experienced a way of life in North Cornwall, now largely lost. After the family moved away, he and his siblings would stay at their Gran’s cottage, just two doors from mine, in Canadian Terrace, a row of fishermen’s cottages. We made our own amusements, exploring the cottages vegetable patches, and of course, the beach. All with total freedom. I remember it, and Steve, with great affection. Material assets were few, but they were such happy times. More recently, he and Lesley re-engaged with my parents, Bill and Nina Oliver, on their visits to NZ. Steve insisted on collection and delivery to and from the airport. He and Lesley opened their home to them, before they explored the country. This willing help, with soft landings and departures, made the trips possible. Mum and dad thought the world of them. I got to meet up again with Steve, and with Lesley too, when they visited Port Isaac on one of their trips to Blighty. My husband Ian and I so enjoyed the opportunity to spend time with them, at a lively meal at St Kew, along with Steve’s long-time friend, and his wife, and my mum....

You and Lesley weren’t my godparents but by 18 I knew that you two were the perfect god parents so I decided to adopt you as my own. What a good choice I made. Steve - thank you for loving Lesley as you did. You gave me a strong example of the sort of relationship I wanted to find one day. Steve - thanks for the sandwiches and then the gin and tonics Steve- thanks for fixing all the lights on my doll’s house! It looks magical. I have decided to make the arts and crafts room the Lesley and Steve workshop on your honour. Steve - sorry I nearly blew up your car when I was driving it in Auckland. I will never forget about the importance of fan belts again Steve - thanks for caring so much for Aimee, Ollie and Chris Steve - thanks for coming around the bay of islands when I booked the yatch and then got scared I could not sail it. If you had not been there I am not sure what would have happened! You lived a massive life. Thanks for setting an example to me. I love you very much

Dear Steve, My Steve and I have so many wonderful memories from the 50 or so years we have known you and Lesley. You led us on so many adventures and kept us safe and supplied with sandwiches. Fritha and Matthew knew there would be fun whenever you were around..if they behaved! We all grieved when you and the family left for New Zealand. However time, distance and even COVID has not interrupted our special friendship and you will live in our hearts forever. The Celebration of your life was very special, how wonderful to see all your family together and to hear everyone speak so warmly. Lesley as ever did you proud! Chris, my Godson, with Aimee and Ollie summed up the care you generously gave to us all. Thank you Steve Pearce. Love from Ailsa and Steve Vincent

Cherished childhood memories of happy, fun times when I was little. Our visits always seemed like an exciting big adventure and it was no surprise your loving, kind nature would bring you the joys of a wonderful family and success. You are loved and missed. Sending love to your beloved Lesley and family. Rest in peace. God bless. xx

For my brother Steve. I wrote of childhood memories. Of help , support and love. In the end….. all it boiled down to was …. You are the best.

My visits to Deacon Leas as a little girl with an expectation that you would be there with your brothers and sister. Very special memories, most of them watching you tinkering with your beloved VW! Then on one visit we are introduced to your girlfriend Lesley. Your sense of humour and that lovely smile. The years passed and we said goodbye to you all in 1992 when you left for new adventures with your beautiful family. Thankyou for letting us be part of your life. Now I think of you with Aunty Ruth in her kitchen tucking into homemade Cornish pasties!! Be proud of what you did with your life - your children, your grandchildren and your wonderful partner - she was your strength. Rest in peace Steve - special love from Robin to whom you were a special brother ❤️

We have known you for so many years. You will be sorely missed by your wonderful family. We have so many great memories, all our love Carol and Albert Steve