Product Description

The outrageous sequel to Don't Tell Mum I Work on the Rigs (She Thinks I m a Piano Player in a Whorehouse) brings more great stories from the far side of civilization - hilarious, full of humour, colourful characters and dramatic action! Just another glorious day in the oilfield for Paul Carter! He s stuck in the middle of the Russian sea on a rig staffed by a crew from Azerbaijan. The choppers are older than him and can only fly by line of sight, turning back regularly due to the weather which gets particuarly interesting when they are past the point of no return with half there fuel gone and they are committed to finding the rig in a fog that s thicker than a Big Brother housemate. The closest thing to a hotel for miles around is the Asylum , a former soviet mental institution that now houses offshore personnel en-route to the rig, where his room mates are Vodka Bob - who drinks Guinness for breakfast when he s not on the rig - Sick Boy, who snores like a pit bull being hot-waxed and Sealbasher . In his inimitable style Paul Carter regales us with his colourful adventures from the front line of thee oil industry and the far side of civilization!

Product Details

• Amazon Sales Rank: #55172 in Books
• Published on: 2007-11-08
• Original language: English
• Binding: Paperback
• 250 pages

About the Author
Paul Carter was born in England in 1969. His father's military career had the family moving all over the world. He has worked in the oil industry for fifteen years, re-locating every few years (old habits).When not getting into trouble on the rigs Paul lives in Perth with his wife and two motorbikes, visits his father in the UK and his mother in France, and is constantly flying to all corners of the globe.

Customer Reviews

A collection of riotous stories for boys who should know better
This is longer, denser and more mature than the first book, still stuffed full of gross-out humour and stories for grown up boys about drunkenness, pranks, motorbikes and dangerous situations.

Paul Carter's style is very readable, but this sequel has even less of an oilfield theme than the first book. Here we hear flying stories from Paul's dad and his Air Force mates, Paul goes on an interesting but unexplained trip through Afghanistan, and we stray so far off track that much of it has hardly got anything to do with the drilling of the title.

So anyone expecting to read something with any connection to the oil industry will be disappointed, or at least confused.

Still, if you're looking for a rip-roaring, rollicking roster of drunken antics, tropical diseases and bad behaviour, you won't go far wrong.

Not quite as good as the first one
Really enjoyed the author's first book and read this one straight after.
The first book was very original and contained some great tales and escapades and I suppose I was looking for more here. In this one Carter tells a few more tales but mixes in some serious stuff and some views on the way of the world. Obviously the best tales got used in the first book and here is is looking to do something slightly different.
This is still very entertaining and readable but does not hit the highs of the first one.

I ran the risk of getting sectioned reading this on the plane
This book is a great follow on from "Dont Tell Mum I Work On The Rigs" I came across it in the airport, and just had to buy it. I read most of the book on the flight, not being able to put it down, Paul has some excellent tales to tell and it sure makes you think about life on the rigs.

If you buy this book don't read it in a quiet place, since you will frequently laugh out loud. I was getting some very funny looks from the cabin crew on my flight! Buy it!!