My mother went on a cruise of the Baltic with her best friend last summer and finally got me replacement Lomonossov saucers from that shop in Helsinki, and then went on to St. Petersburg and bought more Lomonossov for me, as we both like fine china, and she could feel my pain when the saucers broke, leaving me with only the cups which I couldn't possibly and sensibly use on their own.

Then, she pretended she hadn't had time to look, and then, she dumped it all on me with a big grin last Christmas night, and I was OMG so happy to have saucers again, and a little plate for sweets I hadn't had before, and teapots and everything...