Breakfast or lunch

Breakfast or Luch

It was Sunday. I never get up early on Sundays. I sometimes stay in bed until lunchtime.

Last Sunday I got up very late .I looked out of the windows. It was ver dark outside.

'What a day'.I thought.'It's raining again'.Just then ,the telephone rang. It was my aunt Lucy 'I've just arrived by train ' she said 'I'm coming to see you '

   'But I'm still having breakfast',I said

   'What are you doing'She asked.

   'I'm having breakfast' I repeated

   'Dear me ' she said 'Do you always get up so late ?It was one o'clock!'