Tonight is to be held a potato pie ‘do’ in aid of the funds of the newly formed Lancashire Road Club, a much needed racing organisation. I arrived at Belmont at 7pm, proceeding to the ‘Black Dog’, where I found a large crowd gathered round the fire. A piano was working overtime. At 7.30 the supper was ready, and about 60 of us sat down to a ‘gorge’ of real, old fashioned Lancashire ‘pratoe’ pie. The only fault was that there was not enough, and the same could be said of the rice pudding that followed. Afterwards, a ring was made and a game of Blind Boxing – in which I took part – was played, with amusing results. In this, and many other ways, a pleasant evening was passed, and as we came away at 11pm, a bright moon was shining. The wind blew us home. The supper proved an immense success.