A Life of Grime/Edmund Zygfryd Trebus/Eccentric Extraordinaire.

A Life of Grime/Edmund Zygfryd Trebus/Eccentric Extraordinaire.

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Edmund Trebus was born in Ostrowo near Danzig (Gdańsk), in what was then Germany, on 11 November 1918 – the day of the Armistice.
When Nazi Germany invaded Poland in 1939 Trebus was conscripted into the Wehrmacht. He was then captured and served with the Allied forces in Italy, in an anti-tank unit of the II Corps of the Polish armed forces, which was under British command.
After moving to England just after the Second World War,Trebus married. He and his wife had five children. After Trebus’ wife died, his children seldom visited.
Trebus had been “a collector” all his life and he was often seen pushing a hand cart filled with his latest acquisitions, which he would carefully sort into separate piles in his garden and home.
One of Trebus’ major loves was Elvis Presley, and he managed to collect and store away almost every single record ever recorded by the artist.
In his eighties, living alone in a run-down house in Crouch End in north London, he was constantly in trouble with the environmental health department of the London Borough of Haringey, because of complaints about the rubbish surrounding his home. He lived in a tiny area on the ground floor in his house, surrounded by piles of rubbish, because he never threw anything away.
In the BBC documentary series A Life Of Grime, Trebus was repeatedly shown arguing with council workers who had been instructed to clear his house of the 515 cubic yards of rubbish it contained. He was eventually re-housed at the Trentfield Nursing Home in Southfield, Haringey, where he died at the age of 83. Following his death, the BBC broadcast this hour-long tribute.
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35 thoughts on “A Life of Grime/Edmund Zygfryd Trebus/Eccentric Extraordinaire.”

  1. My daddy was Polish, and he, his parents, and his entire family were cheap and entitled like this man. Call him mentally ill if you wish, but he is crazy like a fox. My daddy would make employers so frustrated, insulted, and angry that they would actually strike him…..that was his plan all along. Then he would sue them and win. He seemed to always be in a lawsuit. It was disgusting and embarrassing. He left a very expensive mess for his kids when he died, and used my mother's family for 50 years to keep food on our table, and a roof over their head. Daddy barely worked, and hung out at beer joints, ended up on "disability". DWI's and wrecked cars were our normal. This man is just being Polish.

  2. trenches
    and what do you do to give yourself a sense of safety?

    more understanding among people could save the world,
    let's not forget that war is something that kills even years after
    and my last thought goes to those people, how come they ganged up against the man at his advanced age, instead of showing some interest earlier, perhaps earlier a sheer conversation would make the difference
    and the end is a horror to me, I felt pain in my heart, I don't know how it made feel Mr Trebus, but I don't see that at all that it was a pleasant encounter, I even think this meeting of this shameless bureaucrat was the last nail to his coffin, who came with this idea that this executioner should pop in for a visit, it was like 'Hey, hey, I destroyed your life but hello again' atrocity

  3. Mr. Edmund Zygfrid Trebus, a peculiar feisty little man, a man of German descent whom experienced a most difficult time during the brief reign of the German Nazi occupation of Poland and other areas of Europe. Mr. Trebus with his lovely wife Josephine whom eventually settled in England where she bore him five beautiful children lived a hapless life of sorts whilst busily collecting items of interest, which would eventually become the rubbish that would later engulf his home. The local Council did its utmost in trying to be rid of the steadily increasing smelly refuse, which along with rodents had taken over his house. Mr. Trebus was later to regret in having dealt with the local authorities whom were eager to clear the mountainous debris overtaking his abode. As Mr. Trebus was concerned, he had every right to keep whatever item he so wished without the constant interference and harrassment of the local authorities. The late Mr. Trebus peacefully passed away in 2002AD, though his memory will forever be remembered in the BBC's airing of a mockumentary entitled, 'A Life of Grime' showcasing the life and times of this most unusual of characters to grace viewers' television screens. For most of the viewers, Mr. Trebus may well be dead and gone, though for some, his presence can still be felt and heard on those quiet still moonlit nights where if one listens ever so carefully can hear the rustling of the fallen leaves as he hobbles along with his gnarly walking canes in each hand whilst he surveys his yard in the far reaches of the twilight zone.🙃

  4. Lived under Nazi occupation. And what harm did HE really do…? Although I wouldn't have liked to live next to his stinking pile of rubbish (!) I would have still lived in relative peace compared to what Poland in the 1940s must have been like…!

  5. I understand the need to keep things reasonably tidy but I absolutely dislike how they manhandled him and put him in jail. Such a character and interesting back story to him. RIP Mr trebus👌

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