‘She was so close I could have touched her hair. But she blanked me. That’s how it is with us. It wasn’t a one-off — believe me I asked myself that the first few times it happened.
'We live in the same town and she frequently walks past me in the street, and doesn’t even wave or say: “Hi, how are you doing?”
‘She just walks past, like I am a stranger, worthless to her. Which I guess I am.
This rejection by a mother would be devastating for any teenage boy to deal with, but all the more so for Steven, given the events that have since unfolded.
The next time he saw his mother was on TV earlier this week. She was brandishing a rather large cheque for the cameras.
He has been seeing a lot of her since — in the papers, on the news, in his head when he lies awake at night — thanks to her becoming, in an instant, one of the richest women in Britain
Most sons would be whooping with joy to learn of their mother’s £101 million lottery win. But most sons are not Steven. And most mothers are not Angela Dawes.
Just hours after arriving at a press conference in a Harrods helicopter, trilling about how she was going to make 15 or 20 of her best friends ‘sort of millionaires’, it emerged that Angela Dawes was unlikely to be including her own son in her charitable list.
Steven had not, he revealed, spoken to his mother in two years, and only found out about her win via the media. A winner whose only desire is to share her happiness?
He could hardly believe what he was hearing. Not only had she walked out on her family, he claimed, she had abandoned them to the debt collectors.
Hardly surprisingly, Steven and his father John are still shellshocked when I meet them
If they are merely resentful gold-diggers — which is always the suspicion in these circumstances — they are peculiar ones.
It is late and they have been at work and college all day, but they turn down the offer of a meal in the hotel where we meet because it is ‘too posh’, and ‘not for the likes of us’.
Many things are not for the likes of them, it seems. They don’t do the Lottery, for starters. ‘We used to, but it got hard to justify that £1 every week, in our position,’ says John.
Angela, his former wife, obviously thought differently. ‘She always did,’ John says, with barely concealed anger. ‘She specialised in spending money she didn’t have. It is a slap in the teeth to be honest.
‘You know that it is a lottery — meaning anyone can win, you don’t have to be deserving. But still. All through everything — the debt collectors coming to the door, us getting the Child Support Agency to chase her down for money she owed; having Steven sobbing his heart out because his mum didn’t want to know him . . .
‘I kept telling myself that one day, she will get her comeuppance because it is only fair that people like her do. Yet, what has happened now? She’s richer than bloody David Bowie.
‘I can brush it off myself, but for Steven it is hard.
'He has gone out of his way to put his mother out of his mind because of the hurt she has caused him.
Being ignored in Asda is hard enough. But now he has to see her on the front page of every newspaper, and talking about how generous she is to boot!’
And what a peculiar place Steven now finds himself in: the penniless son of a multi-millionaire. A multi-millionaire who is still, they assume, being pursued by the Child Support Agency.
‘She was supposed to pay £30 a week for Steven’s care. It’s been four years now and she has not made a payment,’ says John. ‘The CSA were chasing and chasing, threatening prosecution.’
John laughs, suddenly aware of yet another little irony of their topsy-turvy situation.
‘The latest is that they are sending me an investigation pack and they want me to prove to them that she is living beyond the means of somebody who says they have no income. Well, I hope they’ve been watching the news this week.’
Steven, meanwhile, is facing impossible questions from friends at college. ‘People have been coming up to me and calling me Ritchie Rich, and asking if my mum has bought me a Porsche. They say:
“You’ll be sorted for life, mate.” I say: “Don’t count on it. I don’t.” This is a woman who couldn’t even manage a Christmas card, or phone call, and they don’t cost much.’
He is angry, yes. Embittered, too. And most would say he has every right to be. But his frustration is clearly about more than not having the right trainers or a new car.
Halfway through our interview, he takes out his phone and shows me a beautiful coffee table he designed as part of his woodwork studies. He gleefully explains that it has long been his dream job to make bespoke furniture.
‘But the odds are against me. Funding has been withdrawn for that bit of the course. To do it, I would have to go to Liverpool or Newark, and it would cost silly money.’
How much is silly money?
‘£5,000 or £6,000.’
Small change to his mother now. Whatever has gone on between them, it is surely a petty woman who would deny her only child the paltry (in the circumstances) fees for college, I venture.
Steven knows better. ‘You would not believe what she is capable of. When I had decided to live with Dad — not that it was really a decision, because she gave me no choice — there were things in the house that I wanted. My games console, books, DVDs, CDs. My things.
‘She — through her solicitor — made me write a list of everything that was mine in the house. It went on for four pages. Then she quibbled about it.
‘I wanted my games console. She said: “I paid for that, so it is mine”.
‘I’d say: “But it was a birthday present.”
‘She’d say: “It doesn’t matter. I paid for it.”
‘Anything she wanted, she took. Without asking. My own mum.’
There are, of course, two sides to every story. Thus far, Angela Dawes has declined the chance to tell hers beyond issuing a formal statement through Camelot saying that she is ‘saddened’ by reports that she had abandoned her son.
‘A lot of what has been said since my divorce has been untrue and very hurtful,’ said her statement. ‘I’ve always wanted to be in contact with my son, who I love dearly, and very much still want to rebuild our relationship.’
If true, it’s news to Steven, who has heard not a word from his mother since her win, and doesn’t expect to any time soon. So how on earth does a once-happy family descend into this mess? Steven has no idea.
He likens his mother’s rejection of him to ‘being punched in the face by a complete stranger, for no reason. It was that unexpected’.
And while divorces are always a painful experience for any family, there isn’t anything in John’s version of how their marriage fell apart to explain why a woman would turn her back on her child.
John and Angela first met 19 years ago, when they both worked for the same product distribution company. But by the time Steven was a baby, John had lost his HGV licence after suffering a blackout at the wheel.
Eventually their house was repossessed and they were given a council house in Wisbech. Despite the financial hardship, John maintains that they were still a happy family.
He started driving taxis. Soon, Angela joined him in the business, but it was when Steven approachwd secondary school age that things began to go wrong.
‘At some point being a wife and mum wasn’t enough for her,’ explains John. ‘She started to go partying, clubbing.
Where she used to finish work to spend afternoons with Steven, now she just dropped him at home, and went straight back out. Was she working? I don’t know.’
By now John had regained his HGV licence and taken a job that involved driving to Switzerland and back every week. It sounds as if that, coupled with Angela’s socialising, wrecked family life.
‘Even when we did have a day together, it was always spent shopping,’ he remembers. ‘All me and Steven did, for years, was to carry her bags.
‘She had 40 or 50 pairs of jeans, and her clothes took up 90 per cent of the space in the wardrobe. I kept clothes in my cab because there was no room at home.’
Then John became convinced Angela was having an affair, maybe more than one. ‘There was always talk.
'Other drivers would be round our house while I was away. I was suspicious, yes. She started wearing matching underwear, which she had never done before. She had three phones. The signs were there.’
Steven had his own suspicions. ‘Men were coming to the house when Dad wasn’t there.’
Did he confront his mum? ‘She told me to go back to bed.’
When Steven, then 12, was away on a school trip to France, Angela pulled the plug on the marriage.
John returned from a work trip and found his clothes on the driveway.
‘There was no discussion. No explanation. I was just out, yet she lied to Steven and told him I had left them. That was out of order.’
Then began the tussle over custody of Steven. At first he lived with his mum, but saw his father frequently. But he still wanted to know why they weren’t living together.
‘I never found out why they split up,’ says Steven. ‘If I asked about it, she would shout at me. Her exact words were: “If you don’t like it the way it is, you can live with your father.” And that was it.’
John arranged to meet Angela to get some clothes from the house. ‘She turned up, opened the boot, threw one bag at me and said: “As far as I’m concerned you are both dead,” and drove away.’
Again, Angela may well have her own version of all this, but when contacted by the Mail for a response, Camelot merely said she did not wish to go beyond her earlier statements on the matter.
What is true — and documentable — is that from this point the relationship went downhill. ‘It was like a farce,’ admits John. ‘Who would think of a son writing to his mother through a solicitor, but that’s what Steven had to do. It destroyed him.
‘When she finally said — through her solicitor — that she wasn’t going to fight for custody, and didn’t want to see him, he was distraught. I remember him sitting on the stairs sobbing his heart out. Even our solicitor said he had never come across a mother not wanting access to her own child before.’
Running alongside all this was the fact that John was struggling to stay afloat financially. ‘She left me with nothing,’ he says.
‘Worse, she did a runner on all the debt she had acquired. I reckon there was £20,000 all in. Then we started to get letters about store cards, mobile bills, council tax.
‘By this point we didn’t know where she was living. She screwed us, completely and utterly.’
It was a source of bemusement for John that at the press conference this week Angela, although not married to her current partner Dave Dawes, had changed her name to his. John has his own theory why.
‘She had debts in the name of Brett — her maiden name — as well. I don’t know if she changed her name to Dawes purely so the courts couldn’t find her, but I do know that it took months to find her to serve the divorce papers, and we had to give photographs for them to actually do it, so they could ensure they’d got the right woman.’
Angela Dawes must have known that this questionable past would come to light as soon as she put herself in the spotlight. Why on earth did she agree to go public with her win? ‘Attention,’ says John.
‘Ange always craved attention. Katie Price is her idol and she will love being famous.’
Steven says the last time he cried over his mother was on the day his parents’ divorce came through.
‘I cried the whole weekend. Then I decided I would never cry again. I ripped up all the photos of her, and only kept one — of us on holiday at Disney — because it reminded me of such a great time. It’s on the back of my bedroom door, but I put masking tape over Mum’s face.’
Does he still love his mum? ‘No. The love is 99 per cent gone. Maybe a bit more actually.’
That sounds more like hate than love. ‘Yeah, I hate her.’
That brings us to the question he can’t honestly answer: would he accept her money, were it on offer?
‘I want her to pay back the money she owes us, pay off the debts Dad took on because of her. But more than that? I don’t know. It would depend on why she was giving me money. If it was so that she looked good, then no, I don’t want it.
‘She could give me every penny of that £101 million, and it wouldn’t make up for what she has done.
'She will never be my mother again. That’s something you can’t buy.’
It’s impossible to see how this story can have a happy ending, and Steven knows it. Even if his mother comes waltzing back into his life, scattering cash in her wake, he is not the little boy she left.
He looks back at the picture of his coffee table that he is so proud of.
‘I mean, she is my mother, but she doesn’t even know me. She knows nothing about me, my hobbies, my dreams, my life. And no amount of money can put that right
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