I've written about this before on another thread but I used to earn seven shillings a week doing this : I used to ride a shop delivery bike, delivering meat for FJ Morris the Butcher, in Craven Terrace, Paddington around 1969 -1971. Bloody heavy bike, sometimes a local hotel, like The Royal Lancaster would phone up as they had ran out of meat and order a side of beef, which I couldn't lift, Morris would put it in the front basket, I'd cycle round to the hotel and a chef, or a kitchen porter would have to come and lift it outwhen I got there. I was 12/13 at the time.
I wonder if kids that age are riding round every bikes today?