Breakfast or lunch

Breakfast or lunch

 

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 window,It's was dark outside. "what a day " I

thought, "It's raining again'. Just then, The telephone rang, It was my aunt Lucy. "I have just arrived by train"

she said "I'm coming to see you"

"but i'm still haveing breakfast" I said.

"what are you doing?" she asked.

"i'm having breakfast" I repeated.

"Dear me,Do you always get up so late? It's one o'clock"