lesson2 - Breakfast or Lunch?

lesson2 - Breakfast or Lunch?

It was Sunday.
I never get up early on Sundays.
I sometimes stay in bed till lunchtime.
Last Sunday I got up very late.
I looked out of the window.
It was 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's one o'clock!"