I'm thinking it would make a difference where you were up to on the round when calamity struck. Thankfully have no personal experience to back this up but thinking a milk float still laden down with a neighborhood's worth of dairy produce is going to hurt a lot more than one which has shed its load by the doorsteps.

I do recognise the perils of early morning child labour, though. Can still remember being chased across a Newcastle recreation ground by a salivating Alsatian one summer weekend post-dawn, and I don't think he was after a free read of the Sunday Post. He was after a free Sunday dinner, in the form of my leg.