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Cargando... Don't Tell Mum I Work on the Rigs, She Thinks I'm a Piano Player in a Whorehouse (2005 original; edición 2006)por Paul Carter (Autor)
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Inscríbete en LibraryThing para averiguar si este libro te gustará. Actualmente no hay Conversaciones sobre este libro. Super easy to read and generally quite funny. My experience in oil was in surveying, but there are some strong similarities. Worth the day or so to read it, and will keep my eye open for other books by Carter....Finished 16.04.2020 in Malta. ( ) A collection of tales by an Australian bloke who has spent a fair whack of time working on oil rigs around the world. So we get stories of the dangers of working in Nigeria, the kangaroo-related dangers of driving cars in outback Australia and the orangutan-related dangers of getting locked in a toilet in Asia. The quality and the interest of each story varies, as amusing tales mix it with frankly frightening tales of prostitutes getting violently beaten. Uneven is probably the word for it. A quick and enjoyable but very limited read. Not so much a memoir as a (very) loosely-strung collection of anecdotes, Don't Tell Mum I Work on the Rigs, She Thinks I'm a Piano Player in a Whorehouse doesn't live up to the expectations its title (or its glowing reviews) sets. It's essentially a jumble of various experiences from Carter's time working on oil rigs in (often Third World) countries around the globe. To get a feel of the tone, here are a few select lines from some of the stories recounted: "I had stupidly blown up my monkey with a coconut…" (pg. 36); "the [hotel] staff were very nice and efficient, and would try to get you back if you got kidnapped" (pg. 98); "I had to step over a goat to get to the toilet which was just a hole in the ground anyway" (pg. 151). The unvarnished blokiness and laddish pub stories can be fun to read but Carter, for all his experiences, is not much of a raconteur. The writing is simple and you don't feel as though the ridiculousness of many of the situations have been mined for all their comedic worth. And any genuine mirth is undermined by a lot of the gross-out humour: a lot of the time Carter is not engaging in hijinks but just slumming it, and there's plenty of hangovers and cheap toilet/fart humour (at one point, he vomits on his own genitals) to kill any real stimulation of the reader's funny bone. Furthermore, it's not all laughs: a big surprise to me was how many of Carter's anecdotes aren't even intended to be funny. There's extreme violence (the murder of a prostitute by a Nigerian security guard; the friend whose face was mashed to a pulp in a bar-room fight), animal cruelty (a scorpion and a mouse forced to fight; another scorpion forced to kill itself whilst being slowly boiled alive) and a bizarre defence of freemasonry which is shoehorned in. The book never veers into nastiness, but it can be confusing to a reader when one minute you're reading a funny anecdote about being locked in a bathroom by a monkey and the next a terrified prostitute is having her brains bashed in by the butt of an AK47. Consequently, there was little of real value in the book. It is short and often funny, but suffers from the lack of an overall arc or of any stories of real bite. I kept waiting for it to really kick on, but the book was so short it was over before it could. I read this book while on a flight a few weeks ago. Its surprisingly readable and relatively short -- you can knock it over in a single long haul flight. The book covers the memoirs of an oil rig worker, from childhood right through to middle age. That's probably the biggest weakness of the book, it just kind of stops when the writer reaches the present day. I felt there wasn't really a conclusion, which was disappointing. An interesting fun read however. http://www.stillhq.com/book/Paul_Carter/Dont_Tell_Mum_I_Work_On_The_Rigs.html sin reseñas | añadir una reseña
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 civilisation, and reason. Taking postings in some of the world's wildest and most remote regions, not to mention some of the roughest oil rigs on the planet, Paul has worked, gotten 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 Sumatera, 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. No se han encontrado descripciones de biblioteca. |
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