Fred In The Shed


I was searching through my collection of local photographs the other evening when I came across this award winning study of the Black Country’s violin-playing tramp Harold Thompson. A classic image of the region.

It was taken in 1961 by the late Express & Star photographer Peter Garland.

The picture was back in the news more than 30 years later as the cover image for a best-selling book on old photographs.

Thompson was a former member of the Brierley Hill Orchestra, who later tramped around the Brierley Hill area for nearly 40 years.

Now straightaway this evocative picture of Harold in this unusual setting brought instantly to mind our own man of the road, Josef (Fred) Stawinoga, who lived for quite awhile amongst us here in Wolverhampton. Especially when I realised It was coming up to October 2012, the fifth anniversary of Freds death.

So what do I recall of Fred.

Freds home in the shadow of St John’s in the Square.

The dictionary states a tramp is a person with no fixed home and usually little or no money who travels about on foot.

But did those three points really apply to Fred? Because he could always be reached close to St Johns in the Square, apparently he had money in his account when he died it was just that he chose not to use it. and although there were times he walked the street he never travelled far.

Fred relaxes in the churchyard

I briefly came in contact once with Fred in the early 1980’s, I was managing a local pub close by in Chapel Ash, when from an upstairs window one winter evening I saw him being confronted by some youths I went down and assisted him on his way.

Later I spoke with some of the regulars who told me that few facts were known about him, but he was thought to have been detained in a Russian prison camp at the end the Second World War and eventually came to Wolverhampton in the 1950s.

Apparentley he worked at Stewarts and Lloyds steelworks in Bilston and one day did not turn up to work. The next his colleagues knew he was pushing a pram with all his possessions and had grown an ankle-length beard.

The shed in St John’s Churchrd circa 1981.

In the early days Fred lived in this shed in the churchyard and passed the days working around St Johns Church and the adjacent Streets keeping them clean of rubbish.

He would be seen out and about out in all weathers clearing leaves in the Autumn. and snow in the winter.

He was never paid for any of the work he did he was just a faithfull servant to the community.

A Memorial to our Fred.

Unfortunately for Fred, the shed was removed by the new vicar in the early 1980’s. So with his accommodation gone he moved to the multi-storey car park near the markets, were he found a hole under the stairs, but was later moved on by the police.

Fred finally lived the rest of his life in the centre of the adjacent dual carriageway, firstly in a tent first made up of sheets of tarpaulins, and later when this was found to by unhygenic he was given a brand new tent by a caring council.

Fred died on the 29th October 2007. The next day a statement made from a member of the Council said:

Over the years Mr Stawinoga was someone the community took to their hearts and provided with a lot of support, even though it was extremely difficult given his circumstances and background, he gained everyone’s respect and the city’s social services supported him in a way that was sensitive to his wishes. It did attract criticism from outside the city but we did not treat him as a social problem.

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  1. My son used to be a Copper in Wolverhampton and somedays he and his colleague would see Fred and always greet him with “How ya Doin?” but Fred would never answer. Around the same time as Fred resided in the bushes and the green of the ring road, another character walked around the Town Centre always dressed as a Cowboy. His name was Dave.
    For me, when growing up, Wolverhampton always seemed to have it’s cast of characters, like Fred and Dave. They were known to be perhaps a little eccentric, but harmless, living in their own world; complete introverts. The world has changed in so many ways but are there still a cast of characters in Wolverhampton?

  2. I often wonder if Fred came to England with my uncle,Josef Ignaszewski who was also detained in Siberia,came to England in late 40s and was ended up as Chief Liason Officer for the Poles at Stewart and Lloyds in Bilston…..

  3. My Father was Peter Garland and in relation to Harold “Of days gone by” as the picture was originally captioned it was probably the study he was most proud of. Some feat as he did portraitures of Churchill, The Queen Mother, Laurel and Hardy on their last UK tour (and had to sign their autograph book) covered the wedding of Charles and Diana from inside St Pauls etc etc. Oh and Lewis Foley the Lion man of Cradley Heath which is how this all started when I was showing my Son what his Grandfather had done and came across this site. Quite afew of the E&S chaps used to give Fred food etc to help him out.
    Well done.

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