text_original: So the Head of Affairs and I stoically relinquished the one thin slice of breakfast bacon that we had shared between us each morning, and devoted the proceeds to pork pies for the Navy—in accordance with the highest ideals of the Food Controller.
text_transcription: SO THE HEAD OF AFFAIRS AND I STOICALLY RELINQUISHED THE ONE THIN SLICE OF BREAKFAST BACON THAT WE HAD SHARED BETWEEN US EACH MORNING AND DEVOTED THE PROCEEDS TO PORT PIES FOR THE NAVY IN ACCORDANCE WITH THE HIGHEST IDEALS OF THE FOOD CONTROLLER
phonemes: sˌoʊ ðə hˈɛd ʌv ɐfˈɛɹz ænd aɪ stˈoʊɪkli ɹᵻlˈɪŋkwɪʃt ðə wˈʌn θˈɪn slˈaɪs ʌv bɹˈɛkfəst bˈeɪkən ðæt wiː hæd ʃˈɛɹd bᵻtwˌiːn ˌʌs ˈiːtʃ mˈɔːɹnɪŋ, ænd dɪvˈoʊɾᵻd ðə pɹˈoʊsiːdz tə pˈɔːɹk pˈaɪz fɚðə nˈeɪvi—ɪn ɐkˈɔːɹdəns wɪððə hˈaɪɪst aɪdˈiəlz ʌvðə fˈuːd kəntɹˈoʊlɚ.