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    Hard Luck Motty
    Hard Luck Motty
    Hard Luck Motty
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    Hard Luck Motty

    By Stephen Mott

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    You will not be able to put this book down once you start!
    Hard Luck Motty has been through everything you can imagine.
    See if you can find someone who can top my life adventures!
    The famous people I have met and spent time with: Hollywood superstars, sporting greats.
    The family tragedies along the way.
    The excitement and thrills.
    The silliness.
    The lessons I have learnt the hard way, in my working, sporting and fun life.
    You need to read this book.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAustin Macauley Publishers
    Release dateDec 10, 2020
    ISBN9781528986472

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      An amazing Story!
      Hard Luck has been through everything.
      Fascinating reading.
      A mini series should be made from this book.

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    Hard Luck Motty - Stephen Mott

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    About The Author

    Stephen is a very hardworking and honest man. Family is everything to him. From a young age, he was also a very good sportsman. Cricket, football, basketball, soccer – basically he was good at all sports. Later in life, he developed a love for horse racing.

    Copyright Information ©

    Stephen Mott (2020)

    The right of Stephen Mott to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

    All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.

    Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.

    Austin Macauley is committed to publishing works of quality and integrity. In this spirit, we are proud to offer this book to our readers; however, the story, the experiences, and the words are the author’s alone.

    A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.

    ISBN 9781528986441 (Paperback)

    ISBN 9781528986458 (Hardback)

    ISBN 9781528986472 (ePub e-book)

    ISBN 9781528986465 (Audiobook)

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    First Published (2020)

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    Chapter 1

    Baby Years and Tragedy

    My father Jack Mott, (Monte John Edgar Mott), served in the Second World War, in the Air Force. He was colour blind, so could not fly in the air battles, so he had to stay at the RAAF bases. He was based at Pt Cook. They were obviously concerned if you were colour blind, the wrong planes could be shot down, if you could not distinguish the emblems on the planes. Seems a good point, I would say! But he still served Australia proud through the war. I am very proud of him too.

    He had 14 or 15 siblings. From the age of 14, he had to start work to help support his family. He worked as a cook hand, and had to ride hours on his push bike to get to his job. His father was away building silos, and there was no one else old enough in the family to earn any money.

    My grandfather, William George Broom, on my mother’s side, served in the First World War, at Gallipoli and the Western Front. He had many injuries and illnesses, and was patched up 5 or 6 times in the army hospitals, and sent straight back to the trenches to fight. I cannot even imagine, what he went through, during the great war.

    He returned home not the same person, after being gassed by the Germans in the war, as well. He left my nana, just after my mother was born, and I never met him. But I am very proud, of what he did for our country.

    My grandfather on my father’s side, I didn’t meet very often. My father didn’t keep contact with his family that often. Sadly, I saw my grandfather the night he died. We went to his house, after they called my dad, and he was still on his bed, before he was taken away to the morgue. That sight has never left my memory. I must have been about 11.

    I was born Stephen Wayne Mott, in Bendigo, on the 22nd of November, 1962. Exactly one year before John F Kennedy was assassinated. My father was, Jack Mott as mentioned, and my mother, was Margaret Mott (Broom).

    My mother Margaret, was born in Australia, but her mother, who of course was my nana, came from England. She was Dorothy Broom. We visited her home in Dorset, where she was brought up, when we were in England. Aunty Gladys, still did the milk run with the horse and cart, when we were there! All I remember, is that it was freezing, and we had hot water bottles when we went to bed!

    I had six Siblings. Margaret, Patricia, John, Brian, Jennifer and Kaye. John tragically died of a heart attack, when he was only 37 years old. I was very close to John.

    We lived in Bendigo, until I was two years old. Then we moved to Melbourne. (Fawkner was the suburb). We were in a new outer suburb of Melbourne. My dad told me, he paid 12 thousand pounds for the house.

    I cannot remember much of my early years, up to age five.

    I was told, when I was a baby, we had a massive head on car accident, on the road between Melbourne and Bendigo, near Gisborne, in terrible fog. It was on the Calder Highway. The other driver was on the wrong side of the road, affected by drugs and alcohol. There were about six or seven of us in the car. No seatbelts. I was sitting on my mother’s lap, in the front seat, and ended up having a ‘H’ on my forehead for life from the stitches. This happened from me smashing into the roof of the car. Everybody was badly injured, but thank goodness, everyone survived.

    My sister, Margaret, got married in 1967, to Steve McKenna. She was a great influence in my early years, and I spent a lot of time at her house. Steve was the union boss of the State Bank of Victoria. The Photos of their wedding, have most of our family, past and present in it. We all look at those photos, to see the loved ones we have lost.

    I went to Moomba Park Primary School in Fawkner, starting at grade

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