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The real cost of all those pension promises


W


hen it comes to pensions,
trade unions let down
their members very badly.
Listen to them and you would
think that teachers, doctors, nurses,
civil servants and university staff in
defined benefit (DB) pension
schemes are getting a rotten deal.
But even with recent changes,
they are getting a fabulously
generous retirement income, even
with the proposed changes to the
university scheme, which are the
focus of staff strike action.
I wish someone would tell them.
When I hear of miners being
duped into giving up their pensions

or of university staff who don’t save
because they think it is too
expensive, I blame the unions for
failing in their duty to protect their
members’ interests.
Certainly, DB pensions are not as
good as they were in the past.
Today they are largely
career-average schemes
instead of final salary.
What you will get,
though, still far
exceeds what you
pay in.
The problem in
understanding this
value lies with the
price you should put
on security.
Public sector workers
and university staff pay in
high amounts each month
compared with workers in defined
contribution pensions. In return
they get a promise that they will get
a retirement income based on a
proportion of their salary: that’s
guarantee one. Guarantee two is
that this income will be paid every

year they are in retirement,
whether they live for 10, 20 or 40
years. Guarantee three is that the
money built up will rise in line with
inflation. Guarantee four is that
your spouse will get some of your
pension income for life if you die
before them.
Each one of these
promises costs money.
According to the
universities scheme,
someone earning
£30,000 would
contribute roughly
£2,352 in a year before
tax relief. For this year
of contributions they
would get a guaranteed
annual income in
retirement of £400 and a one-
off £1,200 tax-free lump sum. The
estimated value of that pension pot
is £9,200 — but this does not reflect
some of the guarantees. To get its
full value, a worker would need to
save £11,000 in an average defined
contribution pension in one year,
according to the pensions firm AJ

Bell, which is a lot for someone
earning £30,000.
If people in defined benefit
schemes really understood how
valuable their promises were, they
would never give them up. DB
pensions protect you from risk: you
don’t have to consider where to
invest your money or how to
produce an income in retirement.
The problem is that unions have
not explained to university staff
that refusing to accept changes to
their pensions actually creates the
risk — that the scheme may run
out of money. It has an £18 billion
black hole, though this is disputed
by unions. It’s true that the scheme
may not run out of money, but
there is a good chance that it could.
University staff can increase the
odds of getting their promised
pension by paying in more, or they
can strike to keep the status quo
and run the risk that the scheme
goes bust. The question is: how
much of their pension are they
prepared to gamble on this bet?
@jimconey

James


Coney


Money


editor


Comment


6.6m


public sector
pensions offer a
guaranteed income
for life

Sorry mum,


death comes


to us all —


so let’s talk


M


y mum is competitive. If
she can’t win, she’s not
playing. I once took her
to yoga to try to show
her a way to exercise
that did not involve thrashing an
opponent, and she was not impressed.
Those in the room who believed that
practising yoga is about far higher
things than ego or comparing yourself
to others — which was basically
everyone else — were horrified to
hear my mum lean over to me, mid-
plank, and whisper loudly, “This is
easy!”
Now 70, she is much fitter than I
am and has a far more active social
life. So the idea of her dying is,
mercifully, at the very back of
everyone’s mind.
But even so, doing the job I do, I’m
very aware of the need for families to
have conversations about money in
later life. I’d go so far as saying that
discussing wills, powers of attorney,
and what happens to people’s finances

as they get old or die is vital. Duck
them and a lot of hurt can happen.
All too often people, not always
intentionally, detonate a relationship
bomb when they die without
communicating the contents of their
will, leaving others in the family to
clear up the pieces.
So I decided to broach the topic
with her. I know about her will, but
I asked if she should consider getting
a power of attorney, so someone who
loves her can make decisions about
her care and money if she’s unable to.
We also spoke about her assets, and
whether she needed to think about a
possible inheritance tax bill very far
down the road.
The power of attorney was the
easy part (we decided it was a good
idea) while the other part was
trickier. Mum said she’s happy that
some of her estate may be hit by
inheritance tax and is not minded to
go to too much bother to get round it.
I felt a complex mixture of
admiration for her saying this, while
at the same time less selflessly
wondering how much this might cost
me down the line.
I retreated from the conversation
quickly.
Yikes, talking and thinking about
these things is hard. Part of my
discomfort is that it feels as if talking
about it is going to make it more
likely to happen somehow. How
stupid is that?
But then, I’m British and, on the
whole, we’re extremely bad at talking
about money. We’re not very good at
talking about death either — my

grandfather died of cancer with none
of his children being told that he was
dying or even that he had cancer. I’m
not even sure if he knew.
These are two areas of particularly
British dysfunction that, combined,
can result in horrendous arguments.
Go to the US and someone will
cheerfully tell you what they earn
over dinner.
It’s not just a conversation you need
to have with older relatives, either. I

have recently had to have a stern
word with myself on the issue,
because here I am, an otherwise
reasonably sensible fortysomething
professional with two young kids, and
I don’t have a will. I am fully aware
how stupid and foolish this is, and
that you don’t expect this from
someone who does this job, but there
you go.
I don’t exactly understand how I’ve
got this far without having one. It

doesn’t make it better, but I’d be lying
if I said it was no consolation that
there are a lot of other people in this
country as idiotic as me. Between
50 per cent and 60 per cent of people
don’t have a will, depending on which
research you listen to.
So what has stopped me (and half
of you)? For my part, it’s not the
difficulty of organising the money —
that’s the easy part — but I find it
hard to think of my kids being young
and living without me. So much so, I
shut down any thoughts related to
this, and therefore my husband and I
have not spoken about it long enough
to agree what will happen to them.
This process of shutting down the
thought happens so subtly, and so
quickly, that I’m barely noticing I
have had the thought before I’ve
disallowed it.
After my mother-in-law recently
talked me through exactly what
would happen to our kids if we die
without a will I realised enough was
enough. I’ve made an appointment to
see the solicitor with my husband,
and fingers crossed we don’t die
before December 15.
Another thing I’ve become aware of
is that if a conversation is difficult at
first, it doesn’t mean it always will be.
After raising it the first time with my
mum, we have since talked about it
again. And it was far easier the
second time. We both could cope with
it better, and it didn’t feel like we were
tempting fate. It felt more ordinary;
we were able to make plans, and to
articulate what our concerns were
and what we wanted.
So the moral of the story is that
abandoning a conversation just
because you are not used to the topic
and it makes you want to run out of
the room rather than discuss it isn’t a
good enough reason.
If you do abandon it, try again.
Having an awkward conversation the
first time means that the second
time you do it, it’s not so bad. And
the third time you speak about it, it
will be almost as easy as discussing
what you’re having for dinner (and I
take conversations about what to
have for dinner very seriously).
My competitive mum and I have
managed it, and you can too.
Andthen, when it’s out the way, we
can go about our normal lives —
her pummelling her fellow retired
players at the tennis club; me
choosing my non-competitive
yoga — knowing that there are no
awful surprises on the horizon.
Yoga — it’s easier than talking money Namaste.

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