My Peregrinations Began in that Dark Hour

There is a cafe / shop in Sheffield called In The Rude Shipyard Beneath my Window, the name of which I've often wondered about. Well, today I came across the phrase in David Mitchell's Cloud Atlas.
I had intended to go out today, but as I awoke feeling pretty grotty, my cold not having vanished as I had vainly hoped, I decided to stay in and have a lazy day. I began to read the aforementioned book, and it struck me that there were many fine quotations in it well suited to blip titles, so this could be the start of an occasional series. This one seemed particularly relevant for today's blip.
So, whither with my newly acquired bus pass? I have lots of plans and ideas but you'll have to wait and see!