Shevek...
Dude...
Srsly.
This seems to be another thread that's - basically - staring at an obstacle, instead of looking for solutions. It's - tbf - one massive whinge, to an extent that I haven't seen you whinge before. Yeah, you've stared at obstacles before. Yeah, you've chosen not to look for solutions. But this is just looking (from where I'm sitting) one big, fat, huge, monstrous whinge.
It isn't fair. It's all so horrible.
Correct me if I'm wrong, but you haven't actually been offered anything that's 1.5hrs travel away yet? Have you? If not... then ffs, this is a hypothetical whinge about a hypothetical situation. With even more whingeing going on than usual.
And, well... in one post you say you want your partner to support you whilst you do *interesting* work experience; in another you say that you want to keep on claiming JSA, and that you need the money. Man up, ffs.
If you want an interesting job, fucking well find one. You've been whingeing on these boards for long enough, dithering about whether or not anything is good enough for you, or if you are good enough for anything. If you'd taken firm, emphatic, decisive and continuous action when you frist said you would - way back when, when it was all about social anthropology - you'd have... what? A year? Two years? Of solid, hard-arse, evidenced job searching, academia searching, purposeful life-building. Instead, we've had... what? Ten? Twenty? Thirty threads? All saying - essentially - I don't want to play. It's not fair. The world is horrible. I'm taking my ball home.
Tough tits, mate. All this time, your partner's been working. My heart goes out to him, it honestly does. You seem like a bloke with so much potential... Yet everything becomes bogged down in mawkishness, self-pity, fatigue, and playing the victim.
You don't want to be a victim of the Jobcentre's mean pollicy? You want to find a job worthy of a graduate? Well fucking well get looking, then. Crack on. Get sending applications. Shouldn't be hard to apply for anything, everything, whenever, now. Here's a hint: they're not going to find it for you.
If you want the job you want, you have to stop dicking around and get your arse into gear. If you don't want to be in this situation, YOU have to stop dicking around, and start getting your arse out of this situation.
If you don't, then - frankly - more power to you. We each of us live the lives we deserve, we each of us bring about the consequences of our own behaviour. And end up having to endure them. One thing I learnt in my drinking, in an all too literal way, is that if I've shat in my own bed there's no fucking point sitting wallowing in shit, screaming about how unfair it is that someone else has shat in my bed, and bewailing the fact that no other fucker is going to come and clean it up.
If you don't want to carry on wallowing in shit, then for the love of god - please either stop shitting in your own bed, or else begin cleaning it up. And if you decide to keep on wallowing, to change nothing, to keep on plugging away at the same old, same old - then hey, more power to you. But please understand that it is emphatically your choice, your decision to stay there.
Action, action, action.
Good luck.