Helped my brother with his paper round when I was about 9.
Started my own paper round at twelve.
At fourteen I worked on Saturdays from 7am to 5pm at a nearby Butcher's shop. Spent the mornings delivering meat orders to big, posh houses on my butcher's bike. Spent the afternoons cleaning out the big storage fridge and freezer, then washing and buffing the shop windows.
I then started delivering an evening paper (Evening Echo) and did various paid odd jobs for my immediate neighbours (gardening, window cleaning etc) and just about managed to squeeze in the odd bit of football or homework for a few years. By then I must have been working around 25 - 30 hours a week, all in all.
Saved up and bought a Mini Cooper when I was almost seventeen, and drove it unofficially (illegaly) until I passed my test about three months later.
Two weeks after my driving test, the subframe gave way on the mini and I had to save for another three months to get it fixed.
Apart from the roof leaking, the windscreen wipers not working and the fact that the engine temporarily lost power when I went through even the most shallow puddle, it was the best car I ever owned.
Not my car, but a spitting image of it. Same colour exactly.....