is what I just did as I was minding my business (i.e daydreaming) walking back to work and passing the natwest Kashpoint at the latter end of upper Street I punted his mid-table light confectionary sweet tin (begging bowl) about 15 feet down the street with my foot as I was so ensconced in the music on my 'i-pod' - he was really annoyed and I had to say sorry and proffer a peace offering - ungrateful shit. I bet he was a ne'er do well anyway.