Carrying on with the roasted peanuts;
When my dad used to take me in the early 70's - we would tend to stand right at the front of the shelf, so my view would be unimpeded. At half time when the people down below were walking along with their cups of tea, I would throw a peanut down and try to land it in their tea......and then quickly duck down. Got the occasional clump from my dad for that.
Ha ha.... the peanut man... I forgot about him - I wonder if he made a comeback could he get a living ?