Darren "Dazza" David Peace (29 Apr 1976 - 4 Jun 2019)

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Location
Southend Crematorium 654 Sutton Road Southend on Sea SS2 5PX
Date
15th Jul 2019
Time
3.20pm
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Its hard to really put into words, how to describe Darren, as he meant so much to so many. A devoted Son, Brother, Uncle, Father and friend, who never ceased to brighten the lives of those around him.

Daz has always been up for a laugh, especially when that laugh came from teasing and winding-up his family and friends. In fact, I am willing to bet, that each one of us can recall such shenanigans. Of course, this was all in good faith, for when the laughter was over, he would ensure that no harm was done.

Darren was a kind and caring man, to whom, family and friends where his world. Whether he was playing in the garden with his nieces and nephews or having a pint with friends in the Collier Row inn, it was always a great time with Daz there.

Daz loved a game of darts and would Often go and watch the darts around Christmas time with Rob and other friends,

life can be cruel sometimes, and to know my brother, Son Uncle and Cousin will not be around anymore, is hard to comprehend.

We ask why, why us, Why Daz? He brought so much happiness to all that he met, and in these sad times, it’s those memories that we must cherish.

I’m sure you will all have found memories Of Daz, and it’s these memories, that I urge you to think about as often as your can. For although he may not be with us now, his memory will live on through us all.

You Will always be in our hearts Daz, never forgotten and always loved.

Niki Denton wrote

DARREN PEACE

Where do I start telling you all about Darren, someone who brought happiness to everyone he met and someone who I never saw without a smile on his face or a laugh to share with everyone. Darren always lifted any room he was in and made sure everyone was enjoying themselves.

We first met Darren when we moved to Collier Row in 1981, nearly every memory I have a child involves him and not one of them is a sad one or anything other than happy and joyous.
Me and my sister grew up doing most things with Darren, Steven and Michelle, Whether it was playing British Bulldog, Runouts or athletics as we called it ……running up and down the street until we were all knackered. We would then end up just sitting on someones wall and taking the mickey out of each other until either Cathy or Dave or either my mum or dad told us it was time to go indoors as it was dark outside. Then we would all get annoyed and try to avoid going indoors until we eventually gave up and just said see you in the morning.
Another of our favourite things to do would be to play football at the end of the street trying to avoid getting caught by Mr Green who hated us playing outside his house, one time when the ball went over his garden he threw it back to us but only after having burst the ball with a knife and throwing it back to us in two halves, I remember being really angry about this but Darren being Darren just saw the funny side and laughed it off and just got us all playing something else because that’s what Darren did, made sure everyone enjoyed themselves no matter what had happened.
He once asked me if I fancied a few laps around the block on our bikes, as usual I said yes not realising what he had planned. It wasn’t until we were 15 minutes into the ride that I thought hold on, we’re not just riding round the block. We ended up riding for over 3 hours, went through Stappleford Abbots, Chigwell and eventually back home, before we got home Darren sped off, When I got back I remember turning the corner into our street thinking I’m gonna let him have it when I get off this bike. What did I see as I turned the corner, Darren and that smile along with that laugh, How could I be angry, we’d just had a great time and he instantly made me laugh when I saw him.
Then there is the time we all went to Bedfords Park because it had snowed and none of us had to go to school and our parents didn’t have work for the day. Instead of a sled we used a plastic sheet that Dave had in the back of his van. We all went down that hill quicker than a bobsled and loved every second of it, It’s still one of the my favourite memories as a kid and was made all the better because Darren was there.
Darren loved taking part in any sports or activities that he could, he used to practice Karate and I always remember him twisting my sisters arm behind her back until he told him to stop, he would then stop but then do it again straight away just to annoy her. He also used to play Badminton and loved beating me whenever I tried to get the upper hand for once.
I remember him having a snooker table in the back garden which id regularly play against him on but once again nearly always lose to him but again couldn’t get angry because he’d just laugh and we would start another game.

He joined us a few times at the F1, I have 2 really vivid memories of this, the first is when he saw a food stall and told me look, they sell HOT DOOO NUTS, I said no Dal they are DONUTS YOU DONUT. The second is when he went missing for a few minutes and then reappeared at the top of the bank, which was covered by thousands of people, shouting to Cathy MUM I NEED A ………………. ​Lets just say he needed the toilet and it wasn’t a number one.
We also decided to spend a few days in Cornwall as my mum, dad and sister were on holiday there, he wouldn’t let me drive a single mile, I don’t think he trusted my driving for some reason, This would come back to haunt him shortly after our week away. The week away was perfect, We all played badminton, had a lot of laughs and a few beers together enjoying each others company.
Shortly after the week away he asked me to service the little Blue Fiesta van that he had, Again he wouldn’t let me drive when I said we needed to get the engine hotter, He drove us round the block and crashed the van. Darren being Darren didn’t let this bother him at all, We got back and he told me I was still servicing the van even with it in bits.
At some point my dad gave Darren the nickname DANGEROUS DARREN, to this day we still don’t know why but we would hear the doorbell sound and my dad would shout watch out, Its dangerous at the door. As soon as we opened the door there he was smiling and within seconds we would be laughing.
I always remember coming home and seeing him and my dad talking and laughing over a coffee and some biscuits, im sure most of the time they didn’t even know what they were laughing at but they were definitely enjoying themselves.
My mum also remembers Darren knocking on the door to come and have a cuppa and some spotted dick and custard, they would then watch Eastenders with Darren giving a running commentary, He really did brighten any day just by being him.
After a night out on the beers Darren would get his Indian take away delivered to my mums and pick it up on his way home, He would stagger to the door to pick it up and im sure the food got cold during his 15 minute walk or should I say stagger to 4 doors down the road.
One of the things that I loved about Dal was that no matter how long it had been since you last saw him he would be there for you no matter what. I remember our toilet sprung a leak regularly and id call him to ask him how to fix it and within an hour hed be at the door ready to fix it for us, He would never take any money, just a few cuppas and some biscuits and a chat and hed be happy.

Those were just a few of the memories that we wanted to share that make us all so proud to have called Darren our friend, in fact he was more than that, he was part of our family and always will be.
Most of all I remember the good times we had, how he made everyone feel so good, how he brought joy to everyone and brightened up every situation.
Were all gonna miss someone who was truly a special man, Wherever you are right now I hope youre having a party with your grand parents and my dad and doing what you do best, brightening up the world.
Rest in peace Dal,
Love you mate.




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Rob Still wrote

Fats
My best mate Fatty.
Most of you would know him as Darren which over 30 years I’ve probably only called him that about 3 times.
I even started to call him slim at one point when he lost all that weight to do the London marathon and went on to raise a load of money. Can’t tell you how proud I was of him.

Fatty would do anything for anyone and would always help me out with my plumbing jobs at home. One job springs to mind.
My ex and I needed a washing machine plumbed in, so came round and proceeded to run pipe work from the bathroom, up the wall to the ceiling, running pipe for about 30ft drilling big holes through door frames, finally getting to the kitchen, it took about a week of evenings and the washing machine still didn’t work, water don’t travel up hill that we’ll.
So that’s when we had to call Dave to save the day. Dave came in, a bit of pipe under the sink to the washing machine, done in about 10 minutes.

We would spend a lot of time together, going to darts at the Alli Palli, West Ham now and again, but generally Fatty would come up to mine for beer and curry every couple of weeks. He would have his signature dish which was a chicken vindaloo extra hot.
But one morning he got caught out a bit leaving mine to go a work.
He phoned me up, he’d only got as far as Chelmsford. He said I’m glad I had a bucket in the back of the van mate, I’ve had to stop 3 times, his back side had caved in.

All in all Fatty must of stayed at mine about 200 times, surprising thing was we never had to change the bed, only had to change the mattress 4 times and the frame twice.
All in all Fatty was one of the best, nicest, generous and thoughtful blokes you would ever meet.
Also going to miss that chuckle he did.
God bless you Fatty
Miss you Rob

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Anna Denton donated £75 in memory of Darren

Still so hard to believe a man as amazing as Darren has been taken far too soon

You will be missed by so many people

Love

Niki, Anna, Donna, Wendy & Pete

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Anna Denton donated £75 in memory of Darren

Still hard to believe such an amazing man was taken too soon. Darren will be missed by so many

Love Niki, Anna, Donna, Wendy & Pete

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Sean Hughes wrote

RIP Darren, I will miss you

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Sean Hughes wrote

RIP Darren, I will miss you

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Sean Hughes wrote

RIP Darren I will miss you, Sean

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Steven Peace donated £300 in memory of Darren

A big thank you to everyone who attended Dazza Deadlift on the 28th July at Hockey gym, a big thank you to Ian Hardy for putting this together, we raised £300 on the day, so thank you for everyone who donated.

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Steven Peace wrote

A big thank you to everyone who attended Dazza deadlift on the 28th July at Hockey gym, a big thank you to Ian Hardy for putting the event today

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Steven Peace wrote

A big thank you to everyone that attended Dazza Deadlift lift at Hockey gym on Sunday 28th July, a big thank you to Ian Hardy, for putting this together

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Catherine Peace wrote

To my dearest Darren
You have left a gap in my life and a pain in my heart, you had so much more life to live, but you have left a mountain of memories that I will cherish forever. I am so proud of you. Miss you forever love you always. Sleep tight my darling
Love mum x

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Jason patrick donated £50 in memory of Darren
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Julie Fury donated £100 in memory of Darren

Forever in our thoughts Julie, Ray & Sam 💖💖💖

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Julie Fury wrote

Forever in our thoughts Julie, Ray & Sam 💖💖💖

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Julie Fury wrote

Family Memories

Life is about building memories
Never forgetting and forever keeping those memories alive, as we laugh and remember
Love makes those memories so special as we hold them dear
For those who cannot be with us, they live on in our hearts our souls, our memories

Family makes love and love makes memories

By Julie Fury
June 2019

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Julie Fury wrote

Love
Love knows no prejudice and doesn’t pass judgement
Love has no limitations and knows no boundaries
Love teaches us to forgive and to hold no grudge
When love finds us it last a life time and burns an internal flame in our hearts
Love in beds memories in our souls like precious jewels
When love leaves us we are like empty vessels, but through love we gain strength to go forward and we learn to smile again
Love and cherish those we hold dear in our hearts, for their love will shine like the brightest star
Love gives inner warmth that makes us strong
Those who are and have been loved, are truly blessed
By Julie Fury
June 2019

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Julie Fury wrote

Gone To Soon

Gone to soon before your time
Taken so sudden, so brutal to soon
My heart is breaking at losing you
But the tears I cry are in vein only you can hear
I still talk to you hoping, wishing that you can hear, I wait for your answers, still waiting to hear
I forget sometimes that you are gone then I catch my breath, crumble back down to earth
I still have your contact on my phone
Wanting to call hoping that you will answer, just wanting to hear you one more time
I miss you each day more and more, you were
Taken so sudden, so brutal to soon
By Julie Fury
June 2019

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Julie Fury wrote

Looking In From The Outside

I am just looking in from the outside
Witnessing your grief, seeing your pain, hearing your tears
I see the fear on your faces knowing your loosing your Darren, l know I can’t help you
There are no words that can be spoken, I try to hold you close hoping to take away the pain, it won’t

I am just looking in from the outside
I witnessed words that should never have to be spoken, your last gentle words to your Darren, pain I cannot imagine

I am just looking in from the outside
What am I to do, I feel helpless, numb
It doesn’t seem real , but it is
All I can give you is my love
I pray that you will find inner peace and that you will laugh and smile in time
I ask God to wrap his arms around you all, to give you comfort
As I am just looking in from the outside
By Julie Fury
June 2019

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Julie Fury wrote

You have been taken from us today and the Angels cried
Our love will never stop
Our thoughts forever with you

But What Happens Next

Our hearts remain broken
No one hears our inner screams, our pain our sorrow, only you
There will always an emptiness in our lives because you’re not here to share our future dreams
But we know your soul will be forever close

But What Happens Next

The clock still ticks, the sun still sets and season will change
No justification can make it right, no questions can be answered
Only that it was your time

But What Happens Next

Our lives will never be the same
But we learn to live new type of normal
We learn to live life through your eyes, your wishes
We remember your laughter, your gentleness and we will laugh to
You will fly high in Gods arms and he will keep you safe

THAT IS WHAT HAPPENS NEXT

God bless you our darling Darren
By Julie Fury
June 2019

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