Lying in

I have just woken up. This might be a record as I think I went to bed after high tea at 3.15 yesterday afternoon. When I sauntered downstairs, there she was in the kitchen unpacking shopping and eating bread and butter. She gave me a look and muttered something that sounded like 'slob'. I stared back and asked what was for breakfast and it had better be something more manly than bread and butter.