(fallen london stamps by feeling unexpectedly melancholy about the H.M.S. Breadbasket blowing up :( breadbasket my belo(a)ved.... I wanted to give you the fondest of sendoffs from shore but you were taken from us before your time
Lark: "Phosphor, the Breadbasket was already dead. The ship you saw was naught but a corpse full of highly volatile explosives. It had to end some day!"
me: "but she was WITH US in MY HEART"