I felt decidedly grim as
I scoffed my toast this morning. Can't imagine why !
My little dog seemed to
realise that I was under the weather; he sat with me and generally
looked soppy. As I scoffed I found myself reflecting on Trev's
retirement yesterday. When I started working for the NHS (all
those years ago) I was told very clearly that if I joined the
pension scheme I could retire on full pension (i.e. half pay)
after forty years service. That would be on 14 September 2021 which
now isn't that far away.
A week or so later I was
told that a mistake had been made; I wouldn't actually start paying
pension until my eighteenth birthday and so retirement was put back
until 21 February 2022.
Having spent several year
planning to retire when I would be fifty-eight I was rather miffed to
find that somewhere along the way one or other government had changed
the rules and I wouldn't get a full pension until I was sixty. I
whinged to the pension office and was told in no uncertan terms that
I had effectively been done out of two years of pension
contributions, and to suck it up.
So I stopped whinging and
sucked it up.
The rules have changed
again. I dare not consult them.I suspect that far from only having
six years to go (which was what was promised) I probably have
closer to fifteen years of working left to do. I hope that is not the
case.
I *really* should
start looking into the matter.
As I sat feeling sorry
for myself I had an email. There is a geo-puzzle which has had me
foxed for a few days. I won't say which one it is but I will say that
I had figured out that the puzzle was about the Spice Girls and Geri
Halliwell. With this in mind I spent hours struggling with their
birthdays and chart positions of their records but had been unable to
solve the puzzle. So a day or so ago I did the only thing which was
left open to me. I looked at the list of people who had found that
geocache and emailed the one who I thought was most likely to take
pity on me.
It turns out that the
puzzle wasn't about the Spice Girls at all; it was about telephones.
Sometimes I hate trying to solve cryptic puzzles.
"er indoors TM"
and I then drove out to Wingham for the monthly meeting of the Kent
chapter of the Hunters of Tupperware. It was good to meet up with
friends, but I must admit that the attendance was perhaps a little
less than it might have been. But we had a rather good spot of lunch,
and a good chat with friends. And after the walk we had a little
stroll round the village. It was a good afternoon for a walk; even if
it was a little cold.
We came home via the
hospital to collect my car; I'd left it there last night. Once home
we took the dogs round the park. Again it was still a good afternoon
for a walk, but again it was cold.
"er indoors TM"
set off to whatever it is that she was doing this evening, and I
ironed shirts then settled down in front of the telly with my wolf
pack. Rather a dull Saturday night, but after a hectic night last
night and a rather busy day today I felt that I needed a rest...
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