Reading in a pub (new Sunday treat?)

This afternoon, I renewed with a long forgotten treat I used to give myself: read in a pub. I recommend it to everyone who wants to cope with the Sunday blues. I could have read at home, but sometimes being outside and not socialise but feel other people's presence is good. I used to do it quite often when I was unemployed, just sit in a not too busy pub, have a real ale, not more than hanf a pint (at first anyway) and read a few pages. Then go home. This is what I did: I drank half a pint in the local Irish pub, which only had a few punters watching football and I read.