Pension briefing this morning.

Nothing more likely to depress you about the future and the fears it holds. On the upside if I die today my family gets a sizeable lump sum. Cheery thought.

In the afternoon we had a presentation on what we can expect from school leavers. Which only goes to depress you in the other direction. (Irritation at your own past including teachers who clearly wouldn't meet even such standards as there are today and fears about your own children not getting the education they're capable of.)

Still, tonight the map librarian has the first performance of the amateur dramatic play he's in. And I'm looking forward to it even if I couldn't persuade anyone to come with me. But Wodehouse should be good value whatever the production is like.