Don't Tell Mum I Work on the Rigs

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 Sydney with two motorbikes and a dachshund named Colin, visiting his father in the UK and his mother in France, and is constantly flying to all corners of the globe.

"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