Well, it wasn't too bad. First I saw a patronising bint that I nearly had a row with the last time I was signing on (you have no idea how much I hate having to say that) then an interview with my allocated advisor, Richard, who I dealt with during my last 2 redundancies. 
Lovely chap, but today I wasn't in the mood for his chirpy optimism "Oh phoenix, lovely to see you again
how are you?" Well, I think it's pretty bleedin' obvious that I'm not exactly tickety boo, I'm in the damn Job Centre! "Oh Phoenix, I'm sure with your skills you won't be with us long!, By the way, there is a rumour that they (who are "they" exactly"?) are thinking of putting a scheme in place whereby you have to do at least 32 hours a week job hunting in order to get any JSA!"
I now have to sign on this Friday at 2.30pm. Still at least it's in the same town as Morrisons, 2 birds one stone.