Information sharing

Information sharing protocols were my nemesis today. Memorandums of Understanding, Data Protection etc etc ...
How did my work life come to this? I blame my mid-life crisis I really do.
I stopped for a coffee in Clissold House on the way home. There is an unwritten rule of Stoke Newington cafes that there must always be a community noticeboard. (There isn't a rule, I just made that up).
A far more civilised method of information than I have endured all day.