What's that all about then? When I were a lad, I delivered papers six days a week in all weathers, on my bike (well, on my mum's bike actually because it had a stand and a useful thingy for carrying a full paper bag on on the front). No-one ever helped me, and a car was never at any stage involved. I learned to deal with the weather, to get up at 6.30 every morning whether I liked it or not, to deal diplomatically with grumpy householders and an even grumpier boss. I learned self-reliance, and I earned my own pocket money. Now I regularly see mums sitting in cars, with the engines running, while sons and daughters come and go with the papers. Surely it costs more in fuel than the round earns if you do it that way? What is the point!!?