I'll ruddy miss it. I think out of partial anxiety I began carrying a newspaper with me so that I had somewhere else to look if anyone else's eyes for some reason met mine at all. So I'd always have a paper in my hand or pocket to quickly look at to give the impression, I think, that I had the IQ levels necessary to read, and with a copy of the Independent, the right way up, I wouldn't seem dangerously thuggish, and, most of all, that I didn't want to talk to anyone about anything. I also gradually very much liked the paper to relax with during a lunchbreak, reading some comments pages as I idled. And the Saturday paper has been a must for me for the week's tv guide and the big Sudoku. Sounds a bit sad, I know, but I've been attached to that paper for 15 years or so.
I suppose the question is what now will I carry to be up to something else in moments of accidental eye contact? A large supply of quorn sausage rolls to check the sell-by dates on with excessively avid interest and begin to munch if someone chatterboxishly becomes dangerously close?
Carry a copy of the Daily Mail with you (an old one, don't actually buy it of course). Then everyone will presume you are mentally ILL and avoid talking to you at all COST.