A take no prisoners' approach to life has seen Paul Carter heading to some of the world's most remote, wild and dangerous places as a contractor in the oil business. Amazingly, he's survived (so far) to tell these stories from the edge of civilization. He has been shot at, hijacked and held hostage; almost died of dysentery in Asia and toothache in Russia; watched a Texan lose his mind in the jungles of Asia; lost a lot of money backing a scorpion against a mouse in a fight to the death, and been served cocktails by an orang-utan on an ocean freighter. And that's just his day job. Taking postings in some of the world's wildest and most remote regions, not to mention some of the roughest rigs on the planet, Paul has worked, got into trouble, and been given serious talkings to, in locations as far-flung as the North Sea, Middle East, Borneo and Tunisia, as exotic as Sumatra, Vietnam and Thailand, and as flat-out dangerous as Columbia, Nigeria and Russia, with some of the maddest, baddest and strangest people you could ever hope not to meet.
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"This is Carter's romper-stomper tour of hte world's oil rights where he has worked for some fifteen years. Its a highly enjoyable tale. "A boy's own yarn from the front line of the oil industry." Men's Style "A torrent of tall tales from a life less ordinary." The Press and Journal, Aberdeen, 22 July 2006 "A fascinating and funny life story well worth the read." Sportsladsmag.com, 10 July 2006 "Full of colourful stories and well-worn anecdotes accumulated over almost two decades working the oil rigs" TNT Magazine, 17th July 2006 "Carter's tales are always entertaining and offer a few unblinking apercus about Big Oil seen from the inside." Scotland on Sunday, 9th July 2006 "Paul Carter Spins a good yarn. The disburbing thing is that the yarns are all real." Lucire Men "Here's one book you probably can judge by its cover. Paul Carter's memoir of his life as an oil man in some of the freakiest, most lawless locations in the world is not for the faint-hearted, as the nam e- borrowed from an old bumper sticker and now possibly my favourite book title ever - suggests. But if you've got the stomach for exploding monkeys, explosive dysentry, gunfights, hijacks and brothels staffed entirely by dwarves, you're in for a treat. Don't Tell Mum I Work on the Rigs takes the reader on a white-knuckle ride around the oilfields of Nigeria, Russia, Asia, the Middle East and South America, barely stopping for breath as it scrambles from one audacious adventure to the next, skipping from near death experience to side-splitting hilarity so fast you hope he's kept a few anecdotes up his sleeve
Number Of Pages: 224
Published: 8th November 2007
Dimensions (cm): 20.0 x 13.0 x 2.0
Weight (kg): 0.25