Bad news
Apr. 3rd, 2026 03:43 pmI have had some bad news: my old friend Peter Cheer passed away in the last few days.
We (our DnD group) became worried when he didn't contact us to confirm whether or not he was playing last Sunday, and I had tried to get hold of him by email, text and Discord, with no luck. So I sent a message via the Police Scotland website for them to do a welfare check and a policeman rang me on Wednesday night with the bad news.
He told me that it was a 'medical issue' and nothing suspicious, which is something to be grateful for.
They are getting in touch with Peter's wife, Tabby, who is currently in Nairobi, through Interpol.
I am really upset, I was very fond of Pete, a kindly, good, man in all the best ways. He was a Quaker, and everything a Christian should be.
I’ll miss him. He used to stay with me during our August gaming get-togethers. Staying with me was cheaper than getting a room at the university.
He had an adventurous life despite having profound disabilities (he walked strangely, he was completely deaf in one ear, and had lost an eye) brought about by having a bad fall while mountaineering in 1981. He did Voluntary Service Overseas three times, in Kenya, in Mongolia, and I think the third time was in Ecuador, though I could be wrong.
We (our DnD group) became worried when he didn't contact us to confirm whether or not he was playing last Sunday, and I had tried to get hold of him by email, text and Discord, with no luck. So I sent a message via the Police Scotland website for them to do a welfare check and a policeman rang me on Wednesday night with the bad news.
He told me that it was a 'medical issue' and nothing suspicious, which is something to be grateful for.
They are getting in touch with Peter's wife, Tabby, who is currently in Nairobi, through Interpol.
I am really upset, I was very fond of Pete, a kindly, good, man in all the best ways. He was a Quaker, and everything a Christian should be.
I’ll miss him. He used to stay with me during our August gaming get-togethers. Staying with me was cheaper than getting a room at the university.
He had an adventurous life despite having profound disabilities (he walked strangely, he was completely deaf in one ear, and had lost an eye) brought about by having a bad fall while mountaineering in 1981. He did Voluntary Service Overseas three times, in Kenya, in Mongolia, and I think the third time was in Ecuador, though I could be wrong.