The full title is Don’t tell mum I work on the rigs she thinks I’m a piano player in a whorehouse. This is a non-fiction book written by Paul Carter and details his life while working on oil rigs around the world.
He has been shot at, hijacked and held hostage. He almost died of dysentery in Asia and toothache in Russia, watched a Texan lose his mind the the jungles of Asia and lost a lot of money backing a mouse against a scorpion in a fight to the death.
This book details the adventures of a man as he works his way through the locations of various oilfields in the world. Not a job for the faint hearted.
My reason for having this book on my TBR shelf is our next door neighbour used to work on oil rigs and I thought it would be interesting to get a glimpse of what life was like for him. Now I have read the book I will need to check if his experiences were anything like the experiences of Paul Carter.
Gippsland Granny 
I was just thinking about oil rigs this morning. I would love to go on one, particularly because I don’t think they’ll be around for that much longer. When this period of humanity is past history perhaps they’ll think how weird it was that people lived on massive metal structures in the middle of the sea. It is quite incredible really. I’ve seen this book but I haven’t read it. It sounds as if he’s had an adventurous life.
I think of oil rigs as alien spaces! I certainly wouldn’t want to live on one as I am not a lover of the sea.
The guy in this book certainly lived a hair-raising life but it is not a book I would go out and buy.