I’m glad it’s Sunday again. I can stay in bed   1  I like, drinking tea and read those thick newspapers that are brought by the newsboy through the letterbox at 8:30. In this way, I can catch up with all the   2  I haven’t got time to read during my work time.
When I   3  the papers, I then prepare my bath. The Sunday morning bath is   4  of the week. There’s no need to hurry because there’s no bus to   5  and my friends are told not to call me up before noon on Sundays, so there is no danger of being troubled by the telephone.
  6  spend the afternoon after lunch is always a bit of problem. In summer I can go to the park and sit in a chair   7    boys playing football, while in winter I sit in front of the fire and   8  when reading a book, sometimes I turn on the television and sleep through an old film.  
Then there’s the evening ahead of me. Perhaps I’ll call on some friends or go to the cinema   19    a new film I want to see or to town for a concert. Oh, there are   10    pleasant ways of passing Sunday evenings. The only sad thing is that Monday morning is getting near.