What's the boring wife doing?

Leticia slept in till 10AM, then she went down to have breakfast, which kind of sucked. No sausages, no bacon, no baked beans... even if she'd woken up early, there would have been none. There really should be some standards in this world, she thought. Actually, why didn't anyone try to bring some order to these places? The coffee was way too strong, the tea wasn't up to snuff, but she admitted the orange juice was godly. Still, someone really ought to teach civilisation to those foreigners, instead of all these Remoaners wanking around about the days of being in the stupid European Union. If the European Union had been any use, she decided, then there would, at the very least, be obligatory bacon for breakfast when you paid good money like she did.