Although I was first in the queue at the Job Centre, I had to wait an age to be seen because John Humphries was ahead of me, interviewing the woman behind the desk.

I wondered whether it was worth waiting. I was actually nearly two hours too early for walk-in appointments for the newly-redundant, and TPR and AA would be expecting me for breakfast in TPR’s new flat (so long as I remembered to cover my bare breasts with a pyjama top).