First listen and then answer the question: Why was the writer's aunt surprised?
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 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!'