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AL3 WTF brings you a sneaky list of some of the films to be previewed at this weekend’s St Albans Film Fest.
The Redbourn Supremacy – Villagers flaunt their postcodes at nearby Hemel residents.

Das Boot – Subtitled German movie about men crammed into a small pub near the Clock Tower.

From Here to……..Eternity – An everyday drama of Thameslink commuter woes.

Vertigo – The Clock Tower opens for spring.

North by Northwest – New Greens

West Side Story – Car Broken into in Oysterfields.

The Holywell Hill Has Eyes – Opticians at no. 4

V for Viennetta – unruly crowds gather around the ice cream van in Verulamium Park.

The Sound of Music – The Horn at 1am on a Sat Night.

The Graduate – Herts Uni Caped Crusaders Invade Town Centre for Annual Ceremony.

Some Like It Hot – Vindaloo at Mumtaj

Apocalypse Now – closing time at Wetherspoon’s.

There Will Be Blood – closing time at Wetherspoon’s.

It Happened One Night – at the Adelaide, usually.

Guys and Dolls –  Tales of unsuccessful nights at Batchwood and air pumps (Cert 18)

Guest Director Season

(A series of films Directed by, Produced by, Written by & Starring Barry C. Ashin)

Tango and Cashin – Buddy movie starring a fizzy beverage drinking frustrated letter writer.

12 Angry Men – (sci-fi) Frustrated letter writer clones himself so he can write more letters to local newspapers.

Barry on Screaming – Comedy horror movie about a frustrated letter writer who has a fear of women breastfeeding in St Albans coffee shops.

How To Train Your Dragon – A frustrated letter writer gives advice to husbands of SAMs.




and finally, coming to a screen near you soon,  a musical about a frustrated letter writer and his failed foray into films. Working title………………………………….,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Les Miserables(sod) .

Areas of St Albans: The Truth Revealed

After years of research, the AL3 WTF Historical Society has uncovered the true origins of our local place names. 
The name Bernards Heath derives from the period when comedian Bernard Cribbins was at the height of his fame and both a major St Albans celebrity and significant local employer at his condom factory on the Pioneer Skate Park site off the Harpenden Road. Cribbins’ prophylactics were known as a Bernard Sheath. This name came to represent the local area. Over time, the name was adapted to Bernards Heath to avoid embarrassment and a negative impact on house prices.

Smallford derives its name not from the fact that the Ford Ka was designed here, but because this is where the creator of baby milk brand SMA, Lloyd Lilywhite, discovered in 1978 that his breast-milk substitute enabled babies to see in 4D. Over time, the company name changed to Lloyd Lilywhite’s SMA 4D which, in turn, became SMALL 4D and then SMALLFORD. Today a local by-law ensures that all newborns in Smallford receive 12 months’ free supply of SMA. Many top London marketing agencies recruit their graphic designers from Smallford, often sponsoring them through nursery so as to secure the pick of this visionary bunch at an early age.

The Camp: Previous residents include: Dale Winton, Graham Norton, Louie Spence, Alan Carr, Julian Clary and Larry Grayson.

Marshalswick. When the Californian Gold Rush was at its height, American law-enforcers sent their fast-track recruits to St Albans for its world-renowned centre of police training. The recruits’ lodging block stood where the garages behind The Quadrant are now located. It was a risky job being a US Marshal in the Wild West and mortality rates were high. Whenever word reached the training centre that one of its graduate marshals had perished upholding the law in frontierland, a candle would be lit at the south facing bullet-proof windows of the training block. Tradition was that the candle would burn for five hours, be extinguished and then left in the window as a permanent memorial. Over the years, the strong summer sun magnified through the re-enforced windows would decay the wax, leaving the wicks draping limply over the window-ledge; hence the area became known as Marshalswick. The training centre is long gone, but today sales of Jo Malone candles are higher in the AL4 postcode than anywhere else in Hertfordshire.

London Colney gained its capital prefix so that 17th century overseas visitors wouldn’t confuse the area with Barcelona Colney, Copacabana Colney, Coney Island or Beirut.

Park Street. This is where, in 1816, Nathan Colin Prius invented the car park. Rather cumbersomely, his first venture was called Nathan Colin Prius’ Car Park Off-Street. Business was somewhat quiet for the first 70 years until the subsequent invention of the automobile. Realising that he was onto something, Prius set up Britain’s first franchise business and the initials NCP became synonymous nationwide with extortionate charges and terrible service. As the result of an accident around the time of the Boer War when an executive from Aquascutum crashed his motorcycle into the original entrance sign, the words ‘Car’ and ‘Off’ perished and, by default, the area became known as Park Street.

As viewers of Mastermind will know, Llimnottoc is the name of the chemical solution painted on the back of glass to make a mirror.  After being discovered by a German chemist working at a St Albans glass-cutting business to the south-east of the city, and written about in the book Hier Kommt Der Mirror Mann, Harper Collins (Berlin) 1867, Llimnottoc brought fame and prosperity to the city. A lazy apprentice one day idly wrote the word Llimnottoc in sand in the factory yard as his colleague stood leaning against an upright mirror placed after the letter ‘c’. And that’s how Cottonmill got its name.

The truth around the origin of New Greens is somewhat complex.  The name reflects that this part of the city is a hub of musical and entertainment talent. Hughie Green (compere of 1970s talent show Opportunity Knocks) was from the area, as was Derek Hobson host of New Faces. In tribute to these two iconic talent shows, the area became knows as New Greens (‘Hughie Faces’ being the second choice). It remains St Albans’ creative quarter, and buskers, jugglers, stilt-walkers and fire-eaters can be seen performing on street corners most evenings. In recognition of New Greens as the birthplace of the modern-day talent show, the next series of X-Factor is to be filmed exclusively in New Greens Hall on High Oaks.

As every Year 9 child knows, the name Jersey Farm originates from top secret work undertaken during World War II at the Home Office Centre for Applied Science and Technology on Woodcock Hill. Attempts to grow military knitwear made of bomb-proof Kevlar failed, but later endeavours to make sweaters out of goal stanchions and crossbars did give rise to the 1940s term ‘goalposts for jumpers’.

The name Fleetville originates from the 1740s when the area’s docks were famous the world over for building the ships of the Royal Navy. Before setting off for the West Indies, new vessels would load up with supplies from the ship’s chandlers located on the current Morrisons site. (Readers might recall that a Safeway supermarket previously stood here for over 250 years. The name ‘safeway’ itself originating from the farewell that the shop girl on the mead counter would shout to sailors to wish them safe passage as their ships disappeared into the sunset.) Fleetville’s docks have long dried up, but the fact that Morrisons has the best fresh fish counter in the city is testament to the area’s nautical roots.

Before Wheathampstead Cathedral was sacked by invaders from Welwyn in 1684, Sandridge was a wafer-thin settlement comprising mainly of delicatessens, butchers and producers of trout pâté. The village was known as ‘sandwich’ as it was the filling in the middle between the two great bread-baking cathedral cities of St Albans and Wheathampstead. Over the centuries, the village’s name evolved to Sandridge. This explanation should settle once and for all the debate as to whether the correct pronunciation is Sand-ridge or Sarrndridge; it is, of course, Sand-ridge, as in sandwich.

When oil was discovered on the outskirts of St Albans in 1923, workers used giant chisel-drills to cut through the lush turf and through the limestone to create a well; from this innovative approach the name Chiswell Green was born. Although drilling ceased in 1965, its legacy hangs heavy over Chiswell Green:

– until 2009 the council would only grant planning permission for bungalows as the subsoil was deemed highly unstable after 40 years’ deep drilling.

– In Greenwood Park, from 2 – 4am nightly the giant torch structure near the top car park burns excess oil and gas to prevent volatile underground build-ups. Each midsummer’s night, locals gather beneath the flame and toast giant marshmallows on 6m-long skewers.

– As a gas-leaking fault line runs under the park, visiting cricketers are warned before games not to have a crafty fag in the outfield as players fielding at deep mid-wicket have been know to spontaneously combust when attempting a sneaky JPS between overs.

Much to the embarrassment of the current rigidly upstanding people of Batchwood, their part of our city gained its name from pioneering 19th century work undertaken at Batchwood Hall to find alternative ways to alleviate erectile dysfunction.  The innovative approach revolved around practical therapy for men who were treated together in groups (or ‘batches’), and hence the term ‘batchwood’ was coined.

Finally – Beech Bottom Dyke: you can work this one out for yourselves…

Old El Paso Fiasco

So here we are, Mother’s Day gone, Easter over, first week of half-term all done, the clocks have magically sprung forwards (except the ones for the oven, microwave, two cars, three wrist watches, bedroom hi-fi, kitchen wall clock, bathroom wall clock and the 1984 ghetto Boomblaster) AND the sun has come out!  But the threat of a disturbingly dark menace is about to descend upon some of us…………
I speak, of course, of the most unwelcome double act since Jedward (if only they had been christened Peter and Rick?). Yes, DIY and gardening.

Yes, duty calls for Snorbenite males. Our better halves, under the guise of interior design/landscape gardener experts, pay no heed to the fact that the football and rugby season ending crescendo is upon us. Instead, without fail, they begin the annual ritual that is the writing of (imagine a Vincent Price voice-over) ‘The Little List of Things’.

The only certainties about ‘The List’ are that it shall contain things that are little, things that are not so little and things that are big. For verily, it is written that, though ‘The List’ may hath items crossed off it when they are completed, new items will be added by the Forewoman once she hath watched the latest episode of Kirstie’s Fill Your House (with stuff you didn’t know you wanted) For Free. Well, that’s “Free” unless you can get it ready made or have to cover it with Farrow & Ball liquid gold.

My interior designer was preoccupied over the recent Bank Holiday so I, temporarily, escaped ‘The List’ but it stills hangs like the sword of Damocles waiting to drop whenever it is most inconvenient.

Not for me bedding plants and emulsion colour charts, oh no, no, no dear readers. My Bank Holiday sports fest was to be interrupted by the urgent need for ……………packets of fajita mix!

Yes, fajita mix and yes it was ‘urgent’. There was an emergency and I was required to make a mercy dash to get the ‘Old Alamo’ fajita kit and be quick (or should I say ‘muy rápido’) about it too.

What could possibly be “urgent” about Old Amarillo fajita mix?’ I hear you ask.

Well, dear reader, I am reliably informed that, due to the current composition of your standard fajita mix packet, there is a condition called “EXTRAS” – EXcessive Tortillas Remaining After Supper. This can lead to Cupboard Room At Premium (see pic) syndrome and despite my thoughtful suggestion that they may come in handy should we be caught short for toilet paper the pile never seems to decrease.

Where were we?

Ah yes, mercy dash.

‘Ok my dearest, sounds simple enough’ (silly me).

‘It’s in the yellow and red box, but not the Original recipe one. You have to get the one with “extra mild super tasty” written in blue.’

‘Ah, so that’ll be the yellow and red with a bit of blue on it box then?’

‘Just ask in the shop if you’re not sure!’

So, with those words of encouragement ringing in my ears, I left for the joy of Painsbury’s. Now I must confess that I mostly shop at Waitrose, mainly because, when I first moved to Snorbans, I was led to believe that it was compulsory if one was to be accepted in social circles. PS – Before any accusations of snobbery are made, I have been known to pop into the odd Chavsda too.

However, I had ulterior motives for going to Painsberries. No, not to look at the latest TU spring collection. Firstly, it gave me the excuse to nip into Homebase to look at all the gardening and power tools that I had no intention of buying or, even if I did buy them, using. It’s a man thing.

Secondly, I wanted to look at and photograph the location for AL3’s pet project.” If you build it they will come.” All will be revealed in a later blog but, suffice to say for now, ‘support us or the puppy gets it’. 

PS -To the lady passer-by who saw me taking pictures and gave me a look as if I’d farted at her baby’s christening (wind-breaking at other religious gatherings is also available) I was just taking a photo!!

Anyway, important stuff done, I strolled over to the superstore and (to my delight) the only thing longer than the till queues (presumably Waitrose was closed?) was the distance to the aforementioned paquete de tortillas. Superstore? SuperLONGstore more likely.

Suffice to say, an hour later I was homeward bound armed with 3 packets of Old Eldorado fajita mix all resplendent in yellow red and blue, well at least two of them were. Why don’t people put things back in the right places?!

Two would be enough though, we won’t be having fajitas more than twice in the same week surely?

I returned, hunter-gatherer duties complete and satisfied in knowing that there would be no panic in our home should we run out of toilet paper.

Obviously the error in the shop (1 in 3 failure rate) was mentioned by the interior design department who deemed it “typical”.

‘No, no I ask for nothing in return dear, after all, my reward is your pleasure my dearest.’

I was swiftly reminded that I was fortunate that the best things come in small packages.

OBVIOUSLY she was talking about fajita kits!!

Hasta luego muchachos.

Summertime, and the livin’ is easy

Fish are jumpin’ and the grass verges are high.

Here’s our guide to some of the exciting things that will be happening in St Albans over the next couple of months plus a few that we’d like to see in the not too distant future.
The City & District council have spent most of the entertainment budget on fly-posting the whole area with their most informative publication ‘Community News – Summer in the City’ leaflet.

Personally, I’m intrigued at the mention of the new full colour 3D illustrated St Albans City Centre map and guide, only 2 quid from the Tourist Information Centre (no we don’t get commission).

Mind you, I’ll be first in the queue for a refund if a scale model of the clock tower doesn’t pop up and poke me in the eye when I unfold the map but they do say ‘3D’ so surely I won’t be disappointed?

To be fair though, as long as it’s got the beach volleyball court location clearly marked, (presumably near the ‘bottom’ end of the park) it’ll be the best £2 I spend all summer.

There’ll be the usual giant puppets at the Alban Weekend and the equally scary Morris men will be banging their short sticks against each other as they dance.  

Which reminds us, the International Organ festival will soon be upon us too. Although seeing it advertised in the leaflet with a picture of altar boys made us wonder if someone’s got the wrong end of the stick? 

The Verulamium museum is holding numerous events this summer among them are a few that we would have been proud to have thought of ourselves.

Just for the kids, there’s the ‘Make your own Roman Fridge Magnet’ sessions.

WTF?!

Now we’ll give the Romans credit for central heating and concrete but we at AL3 know for a ‘fact’ that refrigerators were invented in 1066 by Korean ice cream van driver Mr Sam Sung.

There’s also a talk entitled “The Wicked Lady”.
Who was she? What naughty things did she do? What happened to her?”

Well (SPOILER ALERT), we can reveal that she is a 54 year old woman from Sandridge who shoplifted all over the county (a strange penchant for HDMI cables and Lego sets), is banned from numerous shops in the area and has been given a 2 week suspended sentence.

Herts Ad court report, once again, we thank you.

Coincidentally, there are ‘mock’ trials being held at the Crown Court as part of the Magna Carta 800th anniversary.

Perhaps the town planners who are responsible for the Premier Inn and Blue and Red bank in St Peters Street could be put in the dock for crimes against the City’s architecture?

Now, I expect you all put hands in pockets to help bring to life St. Albans very own boutique cinema and (KERCHING!) there it is. The Odyssey.

No longer will Snorbenites need to traipse into Londinium to see such Art House classics like MOOMINS ON THE RIVIERA (book now for this weekend’s matinee and ‘no’ we don’t get commission).

Anyway, the council will soon be asking the good people of the city for a couple of million towards the £8m needed to turn the old town hall building into a replica of the Obama’s current residence. Apparently it will be a museum and at that price we can only imagine what events they will hold there for the kids when it’s open. Make your own Roman thermo-nuclear reactor?

Finally, here are three things that may, or may not, be in the minds of the council.

Yes, they may sound ridiculous but just promise to remember where you heard it first and we promise not to say “we told you so”.

They aren’t going to pedestrianise the High Street but plans are afoot for a trolley bus system from the Abbey Station up the hill. It’s still being decided on where the trolley bus will terminate but the Peahen is our bet.

This will coincide with the new twin ice rinks planned for the former site of the gasometers down by the retail park.  Our source at the council told us “The last thing anyone wants to do after two hours of acting like Torville or Dean is to schlep back up Holywell Hill into town so we’ll try and have the trolley bus system in place in time for the opening”.

In the unlikely event that the tram and skating options don’t work out, there’s also a compromise contingency plan involving turning Holywell Hill into a giant waterslide but this is so ridiculous we won’t go into any detail here.

Enjoy the sun (if the grass verges aren’t blocking it out)  and remember – 

If you build it, they will come.