I can remember a dreadful journey from Norwich to Goole when I was 22.
It was my first serious job interview. I was feeling awkward and
overwhelmed. In my blind haste to get off the train and get to the
interview I opened the carriage door (it was a long time ago) and fell
several feet onto the track-side.
The train was too long for the station and I was too pre-occupied to
notice.
The blundering fall was quite a good symbol for a disastrous day.

