An early start from North East Derbyshire down the M1 to Loughborough to my daughters, who then drove us to my son in Northampton. Change cars again, and we were on our way to St Albans to see them play Farnborough.

We parked within Clarence Park, next to the cricket pavilion, in front of which in the past lines were drawn for an inter schools sports day once a year. The reason for the visit was to watch St Albans City 70 years after my first ever visit. I saw my first game here in 1955 when St Albans were in the Isthmian League, and the stadium looked a little different.
Back then the terrace was made of railway sleepers with ash infill and I remember getting a clip behind the ear when on one visit I covered some light cigarette ends with rubbish, and managed to get some smoke slightly billowing upwards. Smoke back then also used to waft across the pitch as a steam train passed as it sped by or slowed for the nearby station. A steam shunter would often be visible at the Hatfield Road end as it moved wagons in and out of the station siding, and the driver would shout over to find out the score. The terracing was concreted in the late 1950s, and as far as I remember, floodlights were added in 1970 when Charlton visited for an opening game.
Some of the terracing was covered, but throughout the old wooden seated stand built in 1922 has soldiered on, with a small part repurposed for hospitality and officials. Behind this stand, you used to be overwhelmed by the smell of wintergreen during match days that has disappeared today.
There is now temporary cover behind each goal, and at one end, this replaces one of the iconic oak trees that became diseased and cut down after offending the Conference League. The glossy programme was only on sale at the club shop and wouldn’t have been found if we hadn’t done a tour of the ground. It’s pleasantly different to the old foolscap folded sheet with the teams printed in the middle. I also seem to remember that the club was known as ‘City’ and not ‘Saints’.
The greatest change is food. Back in the 1950s, at half-time, fans would troop round to the cricket pavilion, when open, to get a cup of tea in a china cup, with maybe a KitKat or a wagon wheel. The club house seemed only used by a selected few. Today, Wow, there is hospitality in the form of food and drink at all four corners.



Football at St Albans has become an experience, to be watched by 1785 fans whose chatter droned out the shouts and commands of the players.
St Albans are fighting a relegation battle which at one point looked impossible until Ian Culverhouse and Paul Bastock (a hero in these parts, who played nearly 300 games for ‘The Saints’ in his world record club appearances of 1286) took over, but now looks like they may only just survive if results go their way. The club is going through an administrative management change that the programme says will free up the owners to pursue their dream to relocate to a new stadium. The size that the city has now grown to, approaching 80000, with the continued support, could in the future maintain an EFL club. I will be sad to see it go, but the new planning laws may finally be the catalyst for change.
St Albans City 1 Farnborough 0
Saturday 29th March 2025, 15.00 pm kick off
National League South, 21st v 11th, Saints v Boro
St Albans; Yellow shirts with dark blue shorts, goalkeeper in fluorescent Pink.
Farnborough; All white with a red stripe down the front of the shirts with the goalkeeper in all black.
It was a very sunny afternoon with clear skies and the temperature rising above 15 degrees. The all grass pitch which famously slopes from one end to the other looked in great condition apart from some sanding in the goals.

What can I say about this game. I will leave it up to a quote from Paul Bastock, ‘A game that was as ugly as me, but nice to come out with 3 massive points, the boys dug in deep and a clean sheet, now let’s bounce onto next week’.
St Albans started with some forays down the wings, but no end product and Farnborough’s favourite and most effective tactic was a long throw into St Alban’s penalty area. These were well dealt with by the Saints defence and Michael Johnson in goal, who was my man of the match with a no-nonsense, competent game.
The pattern was broken on 39 minutes when Johnson kicked a ball from his hands that bounced over Farnborough defenders who had let Alex Wall, playing only his third game for St Albans get behind them and chip it into the net.

Could this have been the prelude to an exciting game? No. We continued back in the original pattern with everyone relieved in the end that the home side gained three points. Although not overtaking any of their relegation rivals, they crept nearer, and with 5 games left, anything could happen.





Football Food

The chips, From ‘Chicken George’, were hot, golden, crispy, soft in the centre, tasty, but the more you ate, the more the seasoning that had been added ruined the experience. Why don’t hey let you add your own salt. What could have been a winning score in my chip league for this season was reduced to a disappointing 65.
















































































































