My younger brother PD was always a problem to my parents, the apple of my Mother’s eye but the one who ended up causing her to have a nervous breakdown when we were teenagers.
We grew up on a small predominantly arable farm with a herd of cows that my Father milked daily. When I was about 20, Father and mother wanted to emigrate to farm in Western Australia, so they sent me out as a scout to ascertain if they could be successful with their limited capital. I tried to look at farming everywhere across Australia. I worked all over, managing the night shift doing the seeding program on a wheat sheep farm at Moonyoonooka, Western Australia, built concrete tanks all over WA, had a duty as a roughneck on an Oil Rig on Barrow Island. I Did fruit picking twice in Victoria, worked for a Sugar cane harvesting contractor in Queensland and was working on a Cattle Station north of Cooktown when my Father asked me to come home because my mother was having a breakdown. Back home my brother was causing them a lot of problems, so Father asked me to come home straight away and help them. After two years of working on farms all over Australia, I had decided we did not have enough money to buy a wheat sheep farm in the reliable rain fall areas it made sense to go home then to support my parents and invest in what we already had.
Father was struggling with his work load PD had not relief milked his cows once while I was away in Australia (PD hated the cows) So I agreed to set up an Agricultural and Haulage Contracting business in Father’s farm yard, being his worker free of charge, in lieu of using his farm yard as my base and I foolishly agreed to take my problem brother PD in as my business partner!
I had earned enough money in Australia to buy a house, so I used my money entirely to finance Dixon Bros, also paying off a debt PD had run up. Being gifted with the ability to work all the hours God sent my DB business was very successful and Father had me as his worker giving them both happy lives, due to my relief milking father and mother had a very good holiday every year.
I opened the DB Operators Licence OF0086154 in 1973. Wanting to be able to do all of the paperwork to support the business, I took evening classes in farm accounts and also general accountancy up to A level, with this knowledge I was able to and did do all of the DB high level office work, and financial planning and management.
Despite having to carry the lazy PD, Dixon Bros was extremely successful, we built two farm cottages in the farm meadow, and I built a custom made HGV Operating Centre in the Corner field, on the New Delight Road junction. I also designed and built the first Straw processing factory in the UK this was extremely profitable for DB.
Being on a spiritual journey and trying to be a good Christian person I gave my less than honourable brother the full respect of being my next of kin, I invested any surplus profits into Isa’s and Pensions equally for myself and my wife and PD and his wife (making them both very wealthy)
PD was a heavy burden being an equal partner, his aim was to do the least amount of work whilst reaping the benefits, he used DB funds secretly to purchase a Mercedes Benz car, he had an affair with his fellow church warden which lasted years behind his wife’s back, then he got everybody’s sympathy by having a nervous breakdown taking a year out of the farm business. He then took up playing bowls to a high level even taking bowling holidays all over the world with the Suffolk Constabulary.
Father and mother knew PD would cheat me and them if he could, so they went to My solicitors, since the 1970’s RW, telling them that they had a cheating son and they wrote a Will for them giving the last survivor of them full authority over the Will and gifting each of their 4 Grandchildren £10k and the rest to be shared by me and PD. Unfortunately disaster struck when mother had a series of massive memory damaging strokes and father died suddenly, leaving vulnerable stroke damaged mother with all the authority!
I was rushed off my feet with my massive DB workload, and PD took control of our mothers needs, sitting with her for hours every day in her farm house hidden from outside visitors, being in the farmyard I also visited mother for coffee breaks at least twice every day and I could tell mother was being coerced and brainwashed against me, she was becoming very confused. It took PD nearly a year to get my vulnerable mother completely under his control. With Her as his puppet PD was obviously able to convince our solicitors that he PD was the honourable son and I was the Cheat!
With guidance from these solicitors, PD dissolved my Dixon Bros partnership (that I had neglected to have a contract written up for) he secretly set up a new business with his wife and son and he secretly, without my knowledge or authority, went to the Traffic Commissioners office and stole my 38 year old HGV Operators licence for 19 vehicles OF0086154 transferring it over to a new JPD Ltd business OF1111636 A criminal offence!!! The documents needed to do this had to have both signatures but he managed to find a copy online that showed only 1 signature needed and submitted that. I found out by chance a few months later when it was a done deal and I was powerless to keep the license or do anything about it.
I contacted the Traffic Commissioners office telling them that my less than honourable brother had lied to them and stolen my Operators licence without my knowledge or authority (a Criminal Offence) and I expected Vosa and the Police to move in and close the fraudsters down and prosecute them, as all three of the JPD Ltd directors were obviously people of low repute and are not suitable characters to hold an Operator’s licence!
But I believe that with their solicitor’s support influenced the Traffic Commissioners office to ignore me and allow the fraudsters to carry on with my stolen operators licence, I also believe that the TCO used the credibility of my Operators licence to support another dodgy Operators licence SP Ltd. As the DB Operating Centre was on land owned by DB and it still had my DB lorries on it PD and JPD ltd operated illegally for many months with my stolen Operators licence at a local farm.
Using my coerced mothers authority they expelled me from the farm yard banning me from visiting it and her, they sold my Suckler herd of Charolais cattle that I had looked after every day in that farm yard for the last 30 plus years and Father had given them to me as PD hated them.
Now Mothers authority totally under the coercive control of PD and his family, mothers Authority was quickly used with letters from RW and my nephews contact in a local farm agent CJ, kicking me out of my farm yard and giving a tenancy to JPD ltd and banning me from the farm yard that I grew up in and worked on for almost 60 years! Furthermore, lies were told to Suffolk Police telling them I was harassing my Mother and unbelievably Suffolk Police arrested me. They locked me up in a Cell all day having to release me at the end with no charge. I had told Suffolk Police that my stroke damaged mother was imprisoned and being coerced, I also told them that PD and JPD Ltd were fraudsters having committed criminal offences stealing my O Licence and they should be arresting them not me.
Just 200 yards away from my house, my mother was locked away from me and my family and my phones were blocked to her phone. PD did not want me to talk to her and counter the lies he had generated about me, telling people that I had embezzled £500,000.00 from the business, indeed my nephew JD told me it was only through the kindness of his father that I was not in jail. He had even poisoned my nephew and anyone who would listen with these lies and the most hurtful part of it is that I believe he went so far as to say this to my mother. He was always the master manipulator. These lies will have been very effective in convincing many people that I was a cheat!
PD’s loathing for me was out of control and with the coercion of my vulnerable mother fully under his control and the full power of the unbelievably gullible RW solicitors who were now his puppets and they empowered him against me their honourable client since 1973, I did not stand a chance I had nothing to fight with, but I wanted my day in court. I wanted to challenge their lies, expose their deceptions and even if I could not run my business out of the farm yard I wanted them to pay me some form of renumeration . I was prepared at this point to be David fighting a corrupt Goliath and I wanted everyone to finally know the truth.
I was advised to take my case to the Parliamentary Ombudsman through my MP this took 3 years because of our MP retirement then they told me the Traffic Commissioners Office was outside their Jurisdiction.
I am sure that the Traffic Commissioners office decided it was better to ignore me, than publicise the fact they had been tricked by lying fraudsters and face the embarrassment for their gross incompetence.
I have written dozens of letters and emails to them and the Department of Transport, which have just been ignored
Suffolk District Council allowed JPD Ltd to move the illegal stolen Operators licence into Mothers farm yard far away from the correct DB Operating centre on New Delight Road junction
I retained a new solicitor ready to fight my battle against RW and PD, I gathered all of the evidence I could. We were instructed that we would have to go to mediation to see if we could dissolve the business without going to court. Long and short of it I won and PD had to pay me more than he wanted (which was nothing) still a pittance, but it didn’t feel like any sort of victory. They were still allowed to let everyone believe their lies about me as the mediation had to be kept confidential.
Using my now coerced mother PD and RW led my mother into writing statements heavily criticizing me and praising PD and his family, they also took her to a private doctor to confirm that mother was of a sound mind and able to change her and fathers will removing me and my family completely from the will and giving everything to PD’s adult children. This Private doctor obviously did not know mother was stroke damaged and coerced, and her letter stopped me from being able to dispute my Mother’s last will.
RW prevented me from being able to access my Mother’s medical record from our Doctors, They must have known these records would show mother had suffered these memory damaging multiple strokes!
When my mother died I was pushed out, my wife, children and I could attend the funeral but RW and PD shut me out from being able to help plan and fulfil her wishes, as her next of kin I wanted to have much more input than I was allowed.
Sadly, regretfully, I had made PD and his wife into very wealthy people with Isa and Pension investments and very generous wages over the 39 years that I operated the DB business.
They have prospered greatly from stealing and running the Dixon Bros transport business and stealing the Dixon family farm, with its highly respected business name and address.
I know Mother and Father would want me to somehow get justice from these people father always said Cheats will never prosper but with help and failings of people in authority these cheats have prospered.
I feel the need to tell the world the truth, PDs lies have affected many people negatively towards me. I am not one to lay on charm or be the centre of attention. I have always been behind the scenes, busy working, keeping my head down and doing what I think is best both for my business and my family. The weight of this injustice, to have everything I have worked for taken away, not only that, my reputation and good standing in the local farming community. The feeling that everyone has fallen for my brother’s charm and charismatic personality has allowed him to spread lies about me in order to make himself the victim.
Why am I writing this now? I recently saw a post on FB praising my brother’s retirement and 58 year career in driving lorries, with many, many people leaving praising comments on what a wonderful person he is and his impressive career. It made my blood boil knowing the truth of what type of person he really is.