Edwin Meadows Dixon, my grandfather wrote poetry in the 1920s and 30s in the flowery prose of the time. He was also the band master of Smallthorne Brass Band in Staffordshire

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My father in law, Rothwell Bishop's poetry was generally more humerous than Edwin's. Poetry was never my thing but our sons Alex and James inherited an interest.

Most of Alex Dixon's poems were written when he was at school or university in the 1980s and were perhaps a way of exploring new-found emotions and ideas.

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James's poetry is more recent, emerging during an exhausting trip to South America in 2000. The poems here are light-hearted but others are more deeply expressed.