tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35944287449266255212024-02-18T19:45:27.890-08:00Diary of a North Sea NobodyA distinctly limited account of what it's like to be a modern day spanner swinging monkey...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.comBlogger38125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-71459964740588454672015-02-04T06:20:00.004-08:002015-02-04T06:20:43.190-08:00Why Lord Browne Is A TIT!!! OFFICIAL!<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Recently, we've seen a lot of hand-wringing over the drop in oil price and there are real concerns for global markets, etc. But the one that got my goat more than any other dropped just this morning...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><a href="http://bbc.in/1zRgsHG" target="_blank">Former BP boss Lord Browne says North Sea oil costs are "out of control" and must "come right down".</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">CUT COSTS?!? HOW?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Most contracts are based on lowest possible bids as is. Seriously, anyone who has eaten the food on the Tartan platform would agree.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I worked at Grangemouth for over 7 years during Lord Browne's austerity reign of terror when a lot of work was done by long term contract. These contracts would often be tendered by companies at cost level or below. They'd do this in order to get an 'in', after all, this was BP! Even then seen as a Huuuge contract to land.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Year after year we'd toil for little to no real profit, merely utilising equipment to prove our worth as a contractor and our value as a service company just waiting for the re-tendering process to begin so we could up our prices to somewhere we could at least make some money. Every time we would be met by BP with demands for a reduction in costs and prices...This all sounds eerily familiar....</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What would the outcome of cost cutting be?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Well, from my own personal/very selfish/Lord Browne-ian point of view, the sort of belt-tightening LB is talking about will lead to a vast reduction in service jobs. Basically platforms will pare down to the bare minimum legal requirement of equipment up-keep and as a result, companies like mine will be stretched to a point where they will have to consider lay-offs.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Market forces you may say...yes, kind of</span>.<br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Once the energy traders and investors have re-aligned their portfolios and oil prices rise once more these companies will be caught in a mad scramble to repair and replace their previously (currently) ignored equipment so that they can keep up and make as much money as possible (naturally, this money will be pumped back into those platforms and workers' pockets via pay rises and improved facilities, definitely NOT scraped off the top and pumped into investors' pockets).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Instead of 2 week Shutdowns, you'd need 3 or 4 week shutdowns and also instead of 3 or 4 man crews, you will need 8 and 9 man crews to complete the increased work within the allotted time-frame.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Unfortunately, as the work dried up, service companies laid off many capable workers. When the work ramps up the crews will be filled with people dragged off Union Street (or its Norwich/Great Yarmouth equivalent) and thrown through a swimming pool, straight onto a chopper...We have all worked with someone who has genuinely made us question our particular choice of career path, these people will be packing our three/four man cabins once the work ramps up, mark my words!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">These words are particularly unhelpful in the current climate of tumbling oil prices as the market is driving all things at the moment. If there's one thing we've learnt over the last 10 or 15 years it's that the market is as strong and robust as a recently-orphaned infant deer in a woodland glen. This one comment alone will probably cost at least 100 jobs...Thanks LB!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">These are not British companies I'm referring to, virtually any service company worth its salt is a worldwide enterprise (Baker Hughes/Halliburton/Schlumberger et al) and as such is subject to closing whole countries operations down if they deem them unprofitable. Should operators decide to raise prices to chase the dwindling oil price then whole offices around the UK may close, I have seen it before and no doubt, will see it again...Thanks LB!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I suppose if these guys and girls do end up having to choose another path, there's always a zero-hour contract available with Sports Direct.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At least some of my friends will lose their jobs over the next few years and they will not deserve to, if you want to cut costs there is at least one area I can think of. The last time I looked at the car park at Aberdeen & Norwich Heliport were not filled with Aston Martins and Bentleys, the car park at BP and their ilk's head offices are PACKED with them</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">THERE'S THE COSTS YOU CAN CUT!! </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-86150238801227936222014-12-12T13:07:00.005-08:002014-12-12T13:09:13.149-08:00How Can You Tell If A Seagull Is A Lesbian? <br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"> [<span class="fine">seagulls fly across the sky</span>] </span><br />
<a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0002106/?ref_=tt_trv_qu"><span class="character"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Maude</span></span></a><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">: </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Dreyfus once wrote from Devil's Island that he would see the most glorious birds.Many years later in Brittany he realised they had only been seagulls... For me they will always be - glorious birds. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">(FROM THE FILM, 'HAROLD & MAUDE' - PLEASE SEE THIS FILM!!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course 'Maude' didn't know what she was talking about! Seagulls are filthy, horrible creatures, very much the rats of the North Sea. But I needed a quotation which included Seagulls and I sure as hell wasn't going to use that Cantona rubbish!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">I could have gone with 'Mine! Mine! Mine!' from 'Finding Nemo' but that one lacked a little in the impact and sheer pointless poetic rhetoric...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">No, I got onto the thinking about the life of a Seagull the other night as I was moving from one module of the romantically-named '47-3B' (It trips of the tongue, don't it!?!) in the also romantically named 'Rough' field. Why they would name a gas field after the kind of manly intercourse which I assume must go on in Gyms all around the North Sea, I have no idea. Be warned, I have not witnessed anything like what I've just described, I'm only going on the noises I hear emanating from behind the closed Gym door. I can only imagine that is the reason they play such terrible pounding techno music, to mask the grunts and whimpers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">But where was I?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Oh yes, I was making my way between modules carrying an armful of tools back to our container when I chanced to gaze on a flock of resting Seagulls upon the moonlit surface of the water, they had probably been there the whole time but only on this night was the moon so full it illuminated the entire field. I had caught glimpses of others amongst their number huddled around the base of the legs of the platform but the way they slept on the undulating waters got me thinking about the life they must lead.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">I came to a perfectly reasonable conclusion, 'God, I'm glad I am not a Seagull. Imagine trying to eke out an existence out here...Permanently! I get to go home in a few days/a week or so/a couple of weeks**Delete as appropriate**.'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Then, I put myself in the position of the Seagull. He;s probably thinking, 'By the mighty Gull! (I don't know what religion a Seagull might follow) Look at those poor orange blokes, they have to traipse around carrying armfuls of stuff, I saw that one before, he was crouched under a set of boards trying to undo some bolts, the poor wretch! All I have to do is hunt around for a bit of fish and sleep here on the ocean, I WIN!'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Honestly, you will think about the weirdest things just to pass a little bit of time out here. What I think I mean by all this is that life is like drawing landscapes, it's all about perspective, you can't just assume you know everything about someone or something just by looking at it for a few minutes. You only need to read the feedback to any post ever put on the Internet on any website, EVER to realise that this is true (Not just the Mail Online...Mainly the Mail Online though, that thing is awful!).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">So Happy trails my Seagull friend! Oh. he's been eaten by a Seal, never mind I WIN!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">(I did say there were very few quotations regarding Seagulls but it appears I was wrong, have another one)</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-22225181838086933882014-12-07T12:29:00.003-08:002014-12-07T15:07:19.412-08:00Beyonce NAKED!! Shameless Advertising Britney Spears Naked!<h4>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sorry for the ruthless google fishing but just wanted to advertise my mindless witterings are freely available on Twitter and Facebook (although mostly Twitter, seeing as it seems the most appropriate place for mindlessness)...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My Twitter is updated far more often than any other resource as the proliferation of WiFi offshore these days allows me to post ever more revealing pics of the Offshore life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Come for the pictures, stay for the ignorance...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Neil Hannon Rocks!!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-26982977805319686012014-12-06T20:18:00.000-08:002014-12-06T20:18:17.341-08:00Back Among the Z-Men...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Am</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> back after a long and self-imposed exile. Although 'Exile' is probably too strong a word for not being arsed to write anything up.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> No, the real reason is simple lethargy on my part. Perhaps it was a very real state of post 'Big Red' euphoria that washed over me the day after my last post. That day marked my handing in my notice to the Aberdeen office and heading 'Down South' to pastures new, or at least new to me...sort of. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> A change is as good as a rest and for me that change was from red to blue (although, I have a terrible feeling that due to commercial enterprise that blue will soon be reverting to red).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I said</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> my farewells to the grey skies, the grey buildings and the grey-faced people (but mostly the grey skies) of Aberdeen and ignoring tales of 'six-fingered-hand tools' I set off towards the glorious sunshine of a brave tomorrow in Not-So-Great Yarmouth!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, while a change of company's to work for in some industries might be seen as a big shake up and a life altering decision, you must believe me when I say a change of offshore service company is about as new and revolutionary as </span><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s1VNNbSYdt0"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Trigger's Broom</span></a><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Although it does put me in quite an advantageous position, as an outsider, to dispel some of the more malicious rumours concerning Yarmouth and the Norfolk area in general.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It is NOT TRUE that most Norfolk area family trees look less like a tree and more like a bunch of bind weed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial;">It is NOT TRUE that Norfolk is full of close-knit communities that are so close-knit that they only contain around 3 or 4 family surnames.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">And finally, the big one...It is DEFINITELY NOT TRUE that the people in Norfolk have all got 6 fingers and webbed toes. In the year I've been down here I've only met four or five people like that (and three of them were in Lowestoft, so that definitely doesn't count).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Anyway, I have a whole year of adventures to catch you up on. Now that I have escaped the yoke of Disk Cheney and his not inconsiderable henchmen, I finally managed to get to work somewhere other than the North Sea, Northern Sector. So be prepared for tales of far off distant lands such as Norway and Tunisia (that's it so far but I hope to have more soon).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial;">Be back soon, please drink responsibly (or not, what do I care?!)</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-62036721170455910522013-12-13T05:10:00.001-08:002013-12-13T14:12:46.844-08:00Always Check The Label...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is a shame that Anusol and Bonjela decided to use the same colour scheme, they even share a large proportion of their livery, for God's sake the tubes are even the same size!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I only mention this as putting Bonjela on your piles has no real benefit but also it doesn't actually cause any real harm. Anusol has a rather bitter taste however and I've been told by urgently contacted medical personnel that it does nothing to counter mouth ulcers...</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is a mistake that you will only make once though!</span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(Alright twice but I was very drunk) </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Follow this link to learn more about the difficulties faced when naming an arse cream...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">( <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tsCw8bSokxY" target="_blank">Little Britain USA - Anusol renaming...</a> )</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Or you could just watch this...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Neil Hannon Rocks!!</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-40192125956769796732013-11-13T05:09:00.003-08:002013-11-13T05:09:41.726-08:00Drunken belligerence and survival of the non-swimmers <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So I powered through until the beginning of my holidays. A holiday period that the Ops guys onboard the Curlew had no clue about.</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I marvelled at their crestfallen faces as I appeared at the morning meeting in my best bib and tucker</span>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Every offshore worker worth their salt can tell when someone is dressed for a trip home and definitely NOT for a day of hard slog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Don't get me wrong, I worked like a trooper for the few remaining days on that hell-hole, I am if nothing else committed to the cause. We were so short handed (as you'll know if you read the previous entry - <a href="http://diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/10/old-dutch-sayings-and-apology.html" target="_blank">old-dutch-sayings-and-apology</a> ) I can't tell you how often I was asked to do something while I was already busy doing the last stupid thing I was asked to do.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The amount of times I asked the Ops Super to,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'Shove a broom up my arse and I can sweep the floor at the same time' </span></blockquote>
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But at the end of the day, there are only so many times you can ask for something to be inserted into your rectal cavity before you start to sound like some kind of pervert... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We did not get the crew numbers bumped up to finish the job but I have it on good authority that the boys I left on the Curlew managed to complete and close out the job</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">with relatively few problems. They were after all onboard for only a couple of days after I departed (It's good to know that booking holidays entitles you to roughly 3 days extra time off). Indeed, I even managed to get the full 8 days that I booked off - Just.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><b>Here I need to make yet another apology</b> ( 'Tis the season...). Though not entirely my fault, I did act like an absolute tit at the airport and menaced at least one delicate Eastern Airways worker. I absolve at least some of the blame because the flight I was to be on was not an Eastern Airways flight but should have been the earlier Flybe flight. My office however seemed only too happy to leave booking my ticket home until I was actually at the airport check-in desk with my cock in my hand!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I really must stop doing that...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">And so I was left with a later flight on a vastly inferior airline, sorry Eastern but anyone who's been on them will know exactly what I mean (it's not as though Flybe are even that good).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">What is an Oil worker to do with a spare hour or so in an airport, after a gruelling (albeit short) trip, with a bar nearby?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Yes, I got more than a little tipsy...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So much so in fact that even though I did manage to haul myself to the 'departure lounge' at Gate 10, I didn't get further than sitting in an all-too comfy seat and falling asleep!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">My annoyance level was now to be completely reset. I was now angry with myself, mostly for falling asleep but partly because this is my usual state, but I was also a little irritated by the airline when I was awoken by a tap to the shoulder from a concerned staff member.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He was very gently inquiring of me as to my name. God knows why, as he seemed to know who I was, he even addressed me by name. If you know Gate 10 at Aberdeen airport, you'll know that it is a little microcosm all its own with a small seating area set far apart from the main part of the airport.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So when I finally came to my senses (which obviously took a little bit longer than normal) I realised that I was the only person sat in this area. This realisation caused me further annoyance. He knew my name, I was sat (slumped) not 20 feet from the only gate in walking distance but still, it was easier for them to offload my luggage (with my name on it) from the airplane and let the more sober passengers fly off.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then they could try waking that guy up that is sleeping over there. While you're at it, see if that is the guy we have been calling/looking for.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">These are all of course excuses of the highest/lowest order!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The simple fact is, this was my fault and I really shouldn't have done it. Although in my defence, this is the first time I've ever missed a flight through my own stupidity and I've been travelling for several years now - I have more miles on me than 'The Littlest Hobo'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So I am dreadfully sorry for acting more than a little like an arse and can hand-on-heart say that it will never happen again...until next time (it WAS kinda fun)...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Those 8 days of holidays should have lasted until the following Monday but as I work for a service company I got a call on the Friday, my weekend had just become truncated.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was required in Aberdeen first thing on Monday morning to complete my survival refresher, Oh the joys!! Unfortunately this meant that I had to travel up on Sunday, not just Sunday but Sunday afternoon, early afternoon! Instead of leaving Monday morning I left my house at around 11.30 on Sunday morning.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You will need a little background for this section...I can swim, a little. I choose not to, why would I? I am a land-dwelling animal that spends less than 0.001% of my life in the water (Including baths) So when offered the choice, I will always attempt to remain dry. Quite difficult when your job requires you to dangle upside down inside an open ended barrel some 12 inches below the surface of a swimming pool once every 4 years.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There's not much to report about this refresher (my third), everything went well (I didn't drown) and the facility (Survivex) was really nice. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I employed a tactic that I stumbled upon a couple of times ago. The secret is to grab a non-swimmer's cap when you are getting ready to get wet (careful ladies). When the divers in the pool see you attired in such a way they basically drag you around on your back rendering your limbs pretty much surplus to requirements,<b> IT'S GREAT!!! </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">As I've said, the almost new facility that Survivex use is a sparkling, spandangly glass-fronted edifice with a lovely canteen and some clean and modestly unassuming classrooms. We went through the admin bit, they checked we were who we said we were - as if anyone would want to pretend to be me for the day, then we were allowed to change into our pretend flight suits.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Bearing in mind that this was only a refresher and not the full 2/3 day course.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We got a badly fitting set of overalls to wear under the suit (no change to normal work really), a flight/survival/wet suit hybrid (again poorly fitting) and a pair of pool shoes to complete the futuristic sea-faring rent boy look. <b>Although they were less a set of pool shoes, more a verruca delivery system.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-63228997777578343922013-10-25T15:31:00.003-07:002013-10-25T15:31:23.160-07:00Old Dutch Sayings and an Apology...<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><u><b>Firstly, an apology</b></u></span><br /><br />I have been severely remiss in not keeping this tawdry little blog up to date recently and that is simply because life has got in the way (self-important blogger has life, SHOCK!).<br /><br />We managed to get out of Dodge (or The Anasuria as it is otherwise known) and then I had friends down to stay for a few days (Self-important blogger has friends, SHOCK!). No sooner had their tail lights reached the end of our road when the phone rang with the news that I was off to the Curlew.<br /><br />Now, I’m not sure who out there has actually been to the Curlew - or the ship of the damned as it is more rightly known – but if you have you will probably know that their internet access and availability is ‘limited’ at best. As such I was not able to get the requisite half hour in which to cobble together the usual rubbish that I throw your way.<br /><br />The main reason I had no time will be explained in the following entry…</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Which is said to explain why Dutch people are incredibly tight. I have known several Dutch people in my time and found them all without exception to be thoughtful, kind and perhaps above all generous. I cannot say with any certainty where such an idea or expression would come from (Much like during any World Cup my money is on the Germans!) but it could possibly have found its creation on board the Curlew.<br />Seriously, they know how to get their value from something on there. I used towels that appeared to pre-date ‘Eastenders’ and were less of a bath towel and more of an uncomfortable handkerchief…but that’s another story.<br /><br />I arrived onboard the vessel with no hint or preview of the terrors which were to come, indeed, I had almost entirely forgotten the fate which befell me less than a year previous when I had to close out the shutdown for my company.<br />It took a mere half hour on board to realise that I should have perfected my ‘Sickie’ voice and thought up some lame excuse not to go… <br /><br />After a prolonged travel day due to weather and general Chopper problems I finally arrived around eight in the evening, I was the only one to get off the chopper at the Curlew (always a lovely experience) and was greeted not by my ‘Back-to-back’ but by both of them. You see I was to be the entire Dayshift for the time being. For the past few days both days and nights had been operating with 2 on shift (already down on what most of our procedures advise) but had still been working manfully in their attempts to get the job done.<br /><br />No matter. It was Wednesday evening and I’d been assured that my helper would be on the chopper the following day. He was not. So I naturally felt more than a little complacent, feeling that no Ops Super in their right mind would ask one lonely operator to perform a leak test, even an easy bottle test, on their own. I was right; no Ops Super in their right mind would have done that. This Ops Super didn’t seem to have the necessary qualification however and so did indeed ask me to perform a solo leak test.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">He so nicely volunteered.<br /><br />After a couple of days of solo working (including stripping down a split unit pump) the cavalry arrived - in a way. <br />Imagine John Wayne in one of those old films but instead of a mighty steed, he was riding a severely asthmatic Donkey and he didn’t have a sword…or a rifle…or his trousers on…<br />You get the idea!<br /><br />My helper on days greeted me with the terror-filled words,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Great, I would have to run the pump and oversee most of the rigging up and hose runs.<br />What did I care? I had holidays booked and only had to get through one more week and then I could go home and take several showers to wash away the stench of utter despair.<br />Don’t get me wrong, I always give 100% when I am on the job and performing leak tests of any equipment - especially when you know that your helper has fewer hours on the rig than some seagulls – but my heart simply wasn’t in this one. Perhaps it was the pile of paperwork that my predecessors had simply not had time to process or organise, perhaps it was the general malaise amongst the Operators on board, most of whom had either only just transferred onto the place or had only just handed in their notice and so were not entirely dedicated to the cause.<br /><br />Mostly though I think it was when I looked at the Pre-job meeting form that is always entered in the front of the job file. I marvelled at its optimism, under ‘Duration’ it said ‘7-14 Days’.<br />We were now entering week 5. <br />That even managed to cajole a smile from me (the first for some time). That smile was quickly removed when I looked at the signatures of said document to find that we had 4 on Days and 4 on nights at the start of the job. Even about a week before I had got there they had been operating with the same number of personnel.<br /><br />No, I can’t say I enjoyed my time on the Curlew and with any luck I have put things in motion to ensure that I am not asked back…<br /><br />To Be Continued<br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-60720344427673735292013-09-22T11:31:00.000-07:002013-09-22T12:27:55.710-07:00Omni-Shift!!<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">You'll have to forgive me if I seem less coherent than usual today, I've just come in off the plant after completing our de-rig and backload for another successful job plus I'm being distracted by the sound of a cat in a cement mixer style noise eminating from the TV lounge as Xfactor is on. Why would such a simple task send one quite so loopy I hear you ask (Great! I'm hearing things now!)? Well I'll tell you (and now I'm talking to myself).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This trip has been one of the most frustrating that I have been on, which - given my employment history is surely saying something. In historical terms I've been messed about with more than a 50 year old Land Rover on a working farm.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We came on board nearly 3 weeks ago now and thus far have worked somewhere in the region of 20 hours total. I have spent more time watching telly than Gary Bushell and Harry Hill combined (I really miss 'TV Burp!). Due to scheduling errors, weather delays and sheer stupidity (luckily on the part of the client, it has to be said) we have been within a hair's breadth of being sent home many times over. Indeed, we have actually been on the flight list some three or four times now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But, at last, on Thursday afternoon, it looked like we were finally going to go ahead with our work scope. Even this good news was severely tempered when we heard that, due to lack of rigger cover we would be doing the rig a massive favour if we were prepared to work over and stay on until '10 or 11 o'clock'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The problem with such a request only appears when you realise that it is gone 3 in the afternoon and so it is completely pointless to go back to your room for a quick 'safety snooze'. This problem was made worse as the time went further and further into the evening and through lunch (midnight meal) and on into the next day...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We got the call around 2.30AM by which time we were both past caring for our own sleeplessness. As it happened, we had both managed to grab a little sleep in the TV lounges as they were not too busy that evening. And as it turned out we were correct in our assumption that the work would only be the matter of a couple of hours. This presented us with another worry, now that we had worked through until what was essentially shift change, we were now on Night shift.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> So we went to our beds, safe in the knowledge that the rigging work would be completed during the day and we could drop straight onto our next work scope on nights. Plus, this part of the job would be so short that we could get done by lunch. So one 24 hour shift followed by a full 12 hours off (all be it on a different shift) was followed by a part shift and another case of trying to turn around before we could de-rig.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is where we are now, my colleague and I have de-rigged and packed away today and we are more than ready for our chopper tomorrow. Needless to say the chopper tomorrow is a late one whereas the chopper we were booked on but got scrubbed from was here before tea-break!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">One of my favourite acts that you always used to see on such shows was the plate spinner, the guys who basically did just that (I suppose the term 'variety' can only stretch so far), they spun plates. The thrill was very much in the imminent and innate danger that it would all come crashing down around their ears at any time. It always would of course but that was often turned into some kind of finale and even though exactly what you thought would happen did happen, you were left satisfied (almost the exact opposite of a magic trick) especially as you got to see loads of crockery get smashed - they were simpler times! <span id="goog_939423726"></span><span id="goog_939423727"></span><span id="goog_398561873"></span><span id="goog_398561874"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Up until yesterday on this job we were smack bang in the middle of our act, we had all our plates spinning easily and steady, although given the simplicity of the job we are here to perform</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">we may as well have only 1 plate spinning on 1 pole. For all the progress we are making it may as well have been glued there.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In fact, we were preparing to jump ship and go home for a few days as this job was at a standstill. That was the old crew's plan at least (That crew being the one who arrived when we did). That crew were on their way home having completed their trip,<b> it is indeed, alright for some... </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So we were watching our plate, preparing to knock it into our hand and take our applause when we were invited to meet the new Ops Super. As happens so many times, a new crew equals a new plan.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We got the Tannoy around 3PM, we were staying on for the foreseeable future. <b> Oh the joys!</b></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I'm not entirely sure if the cracking sound I heard after receiving this news was</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">the metaphorical plate bypassing my outstretched hand and smashing into the floor or merely the sound of my heart and spirit finally breaking beyond repair...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, some of you may be saying that this only makes for one plate and so the original image of the variety act was a wee bit melodramatic. To you I say, 'Calm down! What is wrong with you people?! This is a free site isn't it?!' </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">No, the pain is far from over...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This news alone would not have been enough to make me miss catching the plate (yes, I'm persisting with the metaphor) however, this was not the only tragedy to befall us yesterday. I had been enjoying the rare and privileged position of using an empty office, the owner of said office had returned on the flight I should have been on. So in one fell swoop, I had lost out on going home to see my family, I had a whole new crew to get used to, I lost my comfy seat in a lovely office with its very own Sky box and big telly. I was cast out like a fallen angel, doomed to wander the netherworld of the public TV lounge where I could no longer watch what i want, when I want.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was so bad that I couldn't even watch the current run of season 4 of 'Modern Family' on Sky One.</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Not only this but there is now a distinct lack of available plug sockets and so we are reduced to a veritable timetable of charging for our various electrical devices (quite a pickle when your comrade in arms is using an iPad).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And so I sit here on the 'standby' table, relegated to a drafty corner (<b>Crash!!</b>) with an awkwardly positioned Laptop teetering near the edge of my desk (<b>Smash!!</b>), having to use a public phone (<b>Bang!</b>) which is never available (<b>Boom!</b>) and what's worse, where I am now sat, everyone can now see what I'm looking at online (<b>Clang!!</b>)!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Great! Wish I'd never mentioned plate spinning, now I've got 'Devil's Gallop' playing non-stop inside my head! </span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-67569078220747127572013-09-18T09:38:00.001-07:002013-09-18T09:38:37.861-07:00The Crew Change Fandango<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are some sights offshore that you never tire of seeing; A fresh bundle of bedding lying on the floor outside your cabin door, your name on the subsequent flight list confirming your suspicion that you are going off (Not always guaranteed), a tray full of cooked steaks in the serving hatch, a 'speciality menu' in the galley indicating a theme night for your tea. But as we hurtle into week 3 of this 7 - 10 day job there is one which has cropped up a few times...'The Crew Change Fandango'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is a very simple dance with only a few moves...1, 2 and Heli Admin, 1,2 and TV Lounge, 1,2 and coffee machine and relax...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is at this point that the dance becomes rather muddled and a bit of a free-for-all, if anything it changes from a poorly co-ordinated dance to something of a death march as 'comfortably' dressed men wander about the place like they are waiting to be called into an audition for a remake of 'Day Of The Dead'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You can always tell when it's crew change day for the regulars as you start seeing people wearing polo shirts and jumpers when previously you'd only ever seen them in grubby tees and jogging bottoms . <b>Sometimes a collar can be a dead giveaway</b>...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Most crew change flight passengers can be split into 2 demographics, mostly determined by their age. The older, more 'sensible' passengers are dressed like your Dad going to a barbecue/housewarming party at their sister's cousin's friend's house in the suburbs. Almost in a way to show that they've recently had a trolley dash in a charity shop. If London Fashion Week were ever to target middle-aged fathers I can let them have some numbers for models.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There are however some 'hip' young guys who feel it is their sole responsibility to prove that some offshore workers <b>are</b> willing to pay more than £10 for any single item of clothing.</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It is a responsibility that some of them take way too far</span>.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There is a bewildering array</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">of clothing people choose to wear while travelling offshore and back, some of their T-shirts can cost upwards of £30! A £30 T-shirt seems like waste of money to me, especially when you consider the fashion for the 'distressed' look. This has started to mean that the cheaper a shirt looks, the more likely it is to have cost a fortune.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I do not waste my time with such frivolities of course. I <b>do </b>dress with a certain 'Elan'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">More accurately known as 'Mat - Elan'...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The more observant of any regular readers (do I have regular readers? Those poor wretches) will have noticed that I appear to still be offshore, despite having been placed on the flight list a number of times now. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> I am on the list right now, it stares straight at me as I go to the Galley for my dinner!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We were told </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">this morning </span>that we were on our way home tomorrow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This job has now been on again, off again more than Jordan's knickers.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We are currently 'On Hold' very much like a chopper that no-one trusts, we may be here for some time (and nobody is interested in checking out my undercarriage any time soon...).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My main concern though is for my crew mate, he was left here the other weekend when I managed to grab an almost complete day at home (almost) and as a result has had far more of the monotony that being stuck on a rig can offer than I have. He was elated at the news this morning and is more than a little deflated now.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-38547769349712191942013-09-17T09:08:00.004-07:002013-09-18T07:43:42.530-07:00What Does 'Accounted For...' Actually Mean?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I sat back after lunch today and had a think, I have had plenty of time for that on this job but this one was a particularly deep one, far deeper than my usual 'thinks' which normally end up with trying to work out which would win in a fight between a squirrel and a wasp (my money is on the wasp, always the wasp). It was one of those 'thinks' that happens at a specific stage in a man's life/trip as I'd just passed the 2 week mark (plus I'm nearly 40).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It occurred to me during this time that I've never been as unproductive in any 2 week period in my time offshore as I have been in this. We have literally been outside working for just over 4 hours (may I remind you, we've been here for 2 weeks!). In purely monetary terms we are on about the same money as a mediocre premiership footballer at the moment (and I'm gonna be on 'uplift' in a couple of days) and I don't really foresee much changing in that respect. Every time I ask the Ops guys out here how the Shutdown is going I get a rather black look and an exasperated exhalation of breath, I would spell it, 'Hufffffffffffffffff<span style="font-size: x-small;">ffffffff<span style="font-size: xx-small;">fffffffff<span style="font-size: small;">'. This is usually accompanied by a shrug so Gallic that they should be wearing a protective Hard-Beret as part of their PPE. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">So it was almost a minor relief last night when the GPA went off and we had a muster. I had already played the Sunday night guessing game whereby you never know if you should shower. Knowing full well that if you do get in the shower, that is when the muster will be sounded.</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">Now we had a whole other kind of guessing game, you know the sort, you are 2 levels below your Muster Point, you need to go past the level with your 'Grab Bag' on. Do you go straight to muster, as you would if it was a genuine situation? Or do you be a spod and grab said bag out of your room?</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">This question, like most offshore, has no correct answer. Many times I've been caught out in both ways...I've been the only one stood with a giant luminous rucksack, which may as well have 'LOSER' written in letters that are actually bigger than the bag. I've also been the only one who didn't have their bag slumped over one shoulder, which has pretty mush the same effect perversely!</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-size: small;">This time I chose to bypass the room and head straight to muster which had the plus of allowing me to be amongst the first few to arrive and place our Vantage cards in the folder. Not a great bonus you may think but you'd be wrong as being in the vanguard of the mustered we had our choice of recliners. </span></span></span> Recliners are something of a status symbol offshore and having your pick of them is a luxury a service operator has all too rarely!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It was at this point that the evening fell apart. Most rigs that we go onto tend to be running at around 100 - 150 personnel but this one is currently operating with 56 so you would think that accounting for such a number would pose very little problem. How wrong can you be! </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We started solidly enough, names were checked off, we even had a roll call. It was quietly efficient.</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Then the small clues that allow you to peek behind the curtain, the increased phone activity in the Heli-Admin office behind you, the continued alarm that really should have been silenced by now, the radio chatter with the smallest hint of panic to it</span>, <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">the distinct lack of calm in the OIM's voice as he makes the Tannoy announcement and then the killer, we had another roll call...OH NO!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I should've known...we had had a crew change chopper (which we should have been on <a href="http://www.diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/09/knock-if-you-cant-go.html">knock-if-you-cant-go</a>)</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and so the quiet calm that normally pervades such an occassion was missing this time. So it was that we entered that marvellous realm of the muster-gone-wrong, a twilight zone style area where time ceases to have any real meaning and it is really nice to be in possession of a comfortable reclining chair!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This went on for about 90 minutes all-told and had various moments of the dark gallows humour in which the North Sea is dripping (or maybe it's just the spray from the ocean swell). My personal favourite is when the Ops Super arrived for the second time (normally we wouldn't see his kind at a vendors' muster point) to speak to our muster checker. At one point the Ops Super had the temerity to exclaim that,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'Everyone's accounted for, we just don't know where they all are'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I stopped short of asking him to define 'Accounted for' for me... </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We survived this ordeal though and I feel that as a unit we are stronger for it</span>. <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Am tempted to offer some pointless platitude about 'pulling together' but I won't (there are plenty of those motivational posters to go around). So I can offer these 'De-Motivators'...Enjoy!</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-38723376872005282302013-09-16T06:53:00.002-07:002013-09-16T06:53:23.248-07:00Knock If You Can't Go...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are no words more likely to strike fear into an operator's heart than 'Operational Reasons'...That marvellous catch-all statement that covers a multitude of sins!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This particular afternoon it means that I can put my bag back up into my room and unpack again. Suppose I only have myself to blame, imagine believing them when they put my name on the flight list! boy is my face red!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This sort of thing happens more than you would think and far more often than is healthy, it is almost as if the planning of work in the offshore environment is dependent on so many various factors that it may as well be left up to chance!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Really, the slightest thing has been known to completely mess up both your plans and the plans of other, far more important people.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The weather, Helicopter inspections, the weather, airport restructuring, the weather, simply not being bothered enough to carry out extra work scopes, the weather and atmospheric conditions can all influence the schedule of jobs.</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-13712310676588239612013-09-16T05:08:00.004-07:002013-09-16T05:08:55.374-07:00Where did I put my lighter?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As any Mycologist would tell you, should be lucky enough to know one, mushrooms and Fungi are terrific things. They provide medicinal remedies, are used in the brewing of beer and can get you hallucinating, they're wonderful things, not nice to eat but wonderful nevertheless. They're easy to grow as well, you can do so no problem in your house (as all students know, you just need an old cereal bowl and a dark corner). They grow best in dark conditions and enjoy a good diet of waste matter.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is where we get to the nub of the matter, like most of my offshore bretheren I am a barely functioning alcoholic but like ALL those personnel who work for a service company I am definitely a 'mushroom'. We are the bottom rung of any rig and always the last to know of any plans, even when those plans involve us directly. We are left in the dark and fed a constant supply of shite!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As this current job dawdles along with weather delays, scheduling problems and a general air of not knowing what the hell is going on we are dropping further and further down the pecking order. Which continued until at some point yesterday afternoon when we were informed (through 'Smoking Room' gossip) that we may be sent home again. I was mildy excited and couldn't help myself from looking at the flying schedule for the next day. This optimism was of course dampened when, upon the posting of the flight list a couple of hours later we saw that our names were not on it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Never mind, we had the TV and a functioning computer to use and after all we had been stuck here for a while now. I decided that the best course of action was to settle myself into the routine of getting up and passing time, surely this was the only way to postpone boredom as much as you could. Then the revised list went up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Having a smoker on a crew can be burdensome when you need to just finish off a couple of small jobs or are close to starting a test. You become skilled at scheduling small 'smoke-breaks' into the working day and after all, often it is prudent for the whole crew to have a 'smoke-break' whether they actually smoke or not...On occassions like this though, where we are almost entirely indoors and sedentary a smoker can be your own spy in the house.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Every offshore worker knows that if you want to find something out, you head to the 'smokers' that is where the best gossip and all the useful flight info can be found. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We were indeed to be down-manned tomorrow. Where did I put my lighter?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">There are a few ads at the moment that really grate. Whereas during my normal day-to-day life I can ignore such things, when you are offshore (and more particularly, offshore doing nothing) thay tend to intrude. You simply cannot get away from them, they surround you like footballers around a referee or flies round s**t (much the same thing).</span></span></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">LV are being dicks and not letting me find their ad on the viewer for Google+...I reckon they know I don't like em!!</span></b><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-71475690333765632932013-09-14T01:55:00.000-07:002013-09-14T01:57:52.297-07:00Cleanliness is next to Godliness...But not in the Dictionary<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There are many reasons for changing your overalls at 8.30AM offshore (Deluge system going off in the Separator Area, slipping in a pile of 'Copperslip', a chemical spill of minor proportions, a cavalier attitude to painting or even working in a dirty environment right from the very start of shift) not all of which have occurred to me. Perhaps the most unedifying and least worthy of having some kind of epic poem written about it must surely be sitting at your laptop in an Ops office and knocking your coffee into your lap.</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Any Tannoy announcement you can't quite hear will always sound like it is for you OR if you <b>can</b> hear the announcement you won't be able to hear the number to call.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">'Custard' means different things to different chefs.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">People who work out in Gyms have Shit taste in music.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Never trust anyone in clean overalls.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Being a 'Mud Engineer' is nowhere near as cool as it sounds.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Most people who work offshore seem obsessed with terrible Brit/Gangster/Hooligan films.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">'A Week' can mean a lot of different things (Time becomes elastic when at sea).</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Even the most unfit looking person can somehow 'Pass' a medical.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Anything that goes wrong offshore that needs help from onshore will happen some time after 17.00Hrs on a Friday.</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Guys who work for 'Chubb' do not like being called 'Chubster' (They hate 'Chubby' even more...)</span></span></li>
<li><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The best way to meet 'New' and 'Interesting' people is to barrier off a walkway.</span></span></li>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A picture of George Osborne...Eeeewww!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now I can't be the only offshore worker that was moved to physical convulsions at the sight of this greasy, oily, self-important little turd. Especially when he's all dolled up in a nice shiny survival suit on a chopper to do a bit of glad handing and 'Be Seen'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Normally of course he's kept away from the public for fear of a repeat of what happened at the Paralympics (see below). They must be getting desperate!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I certainly do not equate my job with that of the service personnel both home and overseas but at times like these you get an inkling of what they must feel when a serving politician enters their realm to get a bit of cheap (and indeed cheapening) publicity. Imagine, you're fighting the Taliban or Al-Qaeda or whichever instant villain they've decided we need to root out, you've been out on patrol or in a firefight and all you want is a shower, a change of kit and some scran. No, you've got to do a photo op with some preening ninny!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is made worse when it's someone as bad at this sort of thing as Gideon Osborne. He can't even sort out the right face, you can imagine it took a lot of focus group hours to arrive at the nearest he can muster to genuine 'concern'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Gideon : How about this?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Adviser : Eurgh! Don't do that ever again!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Gideon : Sorry, what about this one?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Adviser : No sir, that's the same face. Could you stop that now?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Gideon : Sorry...I AM trying you know.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Adviser : <sigh> I know sir, I know...</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">LONG HEAVILY PREGNANT PAUSE</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Gideon : I know!! How about this?</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Adviser : NO! That's the same one! Please stop, I had fish for lunch</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The face he came up with is the standard politician one that may seem concerned and deeply thoughtful but upon reflection (Gideon has none) it ends up like the thought in his head is </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">'Did I leave the gas on?'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">It's simple then, leave the chopper rides to people who can actually do some good...someone selling 'The Big Issue' on Union Street could have been there instead of him...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> Of couse the more eagle-eyed among you will notice that he's got the green armband on the wrong arm.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">At least when he's wearing Ear Defenders he can't hear the chorus of abuse that forms the soundtrack to his everyday life. He's so used to the sound of abuse that it actually seems to cheer him up (see below).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">A normal person might take this as a sign that they need to improve themselves as a human being...oh well.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Or maybe he's just a pantomime villain made real by some hideous witches curse, who knows?</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-52931931803141787672013-09-11T08:37:00.003-07:002013-09-11T08:41:53.474-07:00Some of my best friends are black...(listed)...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Right, let's clear something up straight of the bat, most offshore workers do not get paid 'Superstar' wages.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In fact, quite a few guys (and girls) in the industry are merely getting a reasonable living wage. This is even more true should you have the misfortune to work on an <i>ad hoc</i> basis. Time and again I hear (and read) this argument on Facebook and alike when the touchy subject of Helicopter travel crops up, as if seeking to earn a decent living and wishing to be as safe as possible are somehow mutually exclusive.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Honestly, there will be many people working around the North Sea who work far fewer hours than myself and receive a comparable wage, from Camp Bosses to time-served Stewards and senior chefs. These guys (and girls) are the life blood of the industry but hearing how much time off a regular worker on board a rig has had it tends to grate rather!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This 'Superstar' wage argument has been trotted out with alarming regularity as the issue of chopper safety has been raised to the forefront of 'Offshore Chit Chat'. While there certainly was some truth to it in days gone by, it simply no longer holds up to close examination. Don't get me wrong, no one that I know is struggling to get along and we all feel grateful to be in a job but nowadays the average worker will receive about as much as a capable High Street shop manager.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Perhaps the worst offenders for perpetuating this bending of the truth are the ones who usually start off with, 'I worked offshore for 20 years...' although whether are not that is actually true is also up for debate! But the reality is this,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The money is different to then...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The conditions are different to then...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The safety expectations are different to then...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It simply isn't like what it used to be, GET OVER IT GRANDAD!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sometimes it's like being lectured on smoking by an ex-smoker or someone fresh out of re-hab advising you on the best way to 'skin up'...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We live and work in a completely different industry and environment from even as recently as 10 years ago and cannot be judged on past standards.</span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">PS Let's leave the chopper investigators to do their investigation and stop trying to second guess the outcome (or even worse, spread lies and rumour like confetti)</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: red;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">This isn't the sort of weather we have at the moment but it's the sort I've had in the past!!</span> </span></span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-43122863056683161462013-09-10T06:24:00.004-07:002013-09-10T06:24:46.923-07:00Gotta be some perks to regular air travel...<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Well, I moan and grumble something chronic but every now and again there some perks to regular air travel...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">There are still some horrors to be found in the offshore environment...This sight greeted me upon my arrival on board the Anasuria FPSO.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I don't know what disturbs me more, the plethora of Crocs (and croc copies) there are bobbing about on the North Sea or the simple fact that there are 5 of the buggers here!!?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I can't recall seeing anyone on a platform with either one leg too few or one leg too many...Some guys do claim to possess three legs but I haven't seen any evidence one way or the other (that's my story and I'm sticking to it).</span><br />
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PLEASE READ AND MAYBE WE CAN HELP THESE POOR WRETCHES....(<a href="http://www.thedailymash.co.uk/news/society/plastic-shoes-sold-with-free-penis-removal-2012071133892">plastic-shoes-sold-with-free-penis-removal</a>) <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Seriously!! Wear something else unless you're a 12 year old girl!</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-47936915095167112692013-09-10T01:57:00.001-07:002013-09-10T01:57:37.432-07:00No Such Thing as a Free Lunch<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Apologies for the apparent hiatus in updates recently but as you will see I've been rather pre-occupied...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I've previously called the 'Lost Weekend' the bane of the leaks tester's existence (<a href="http://www.diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/lloyd-cole-never-sang-about-this-but.html">lloyd-cole-never-sang-about-this-but.html) </a></span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">but even one of them would have been preferable to the near constant movement I've had to endure over the last few days. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We had been out on the FPSO (<a href="http://www.diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/a-useful-glossary-of-terms.html">a-useful-glossary-of-terms.html</a>) for an entire 2 days when the Ops Super came to me to let me know we had to send 2 guys off and possibly all 3 of us. Normally this is great news and its not often that a rig will admit that they got you out far too early that quickly! However, this time it was not so good as I had the unenviable task of deciding who should go and who should stay. I am not great at playing God (although I have been practising for some time now) and always find such instances to be wearisome in the extreme. This time though I was given a helping hand when the rig literally gave me the two names they wanted off - and mine was one of them!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of course there was the still delicate matter of informing the unlucky one that he wasn't getting off (there was a possibility that he would get off on Saturday but this was to be depending on chopper availability</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">which currently is not what you want to hear!). I must say that he took the news with good grace as he himself put it 'At least I'll know I'm getting paid!'.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At this time we were not guaranteed to receive 'Standby Pay'...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The plan as it stood was that we would not be needed to return until 'Wednesday at least', which seemed optimistic. I had spoken to Senior Ops guys who told me that the shutdown was slipping further and further back and most were not expecting to start shutdown works until nearer the weekend. I had primed myself for a good few days at home.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And now we get to the 'good bit'!! Oil Week had drawn to a close and most of the suits and part-timers had left Aberdeen in a far worse state than they found it. The taxi services were beginning to free up once more and even some hotel spaces could be found by the more resourceful among us. Still we were booked into our staff house just outside the city centre.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When we finally landed, some 3 hours later than we were due to we got a taxi with very little problem and were looking forward to a couple of quiet beers and bed. I had a flight that was suffering from 'Oil Week syndrome' as it was the second flight on Saturday (the first being fully booked by gits!) and not until 4PM but my colleague was travelling back to Sumbergh and was leaving much earlier.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Upon paying the taxi driver we started to hear the usual suburban wail of what we thought was a car alarm somewhere in the distance. It was only when we opened the door to the staff house that we realised it was the internal fire alarm, it was also incredibly loud!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After many calls back and forth we had reservations at another hotel across town (actually pretty near the airport, making the twenty quid taxi ride we'd just 'enjoyed'</span> <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">almost completely pointless!)</span> <span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">but we still had to wait for the fire brigade to sort out the alarm. I was mightily impressed by both their response time and their commitment to such a minor call (2 tenders and 6 guys!).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The problem was apparently a faulty sensor in one of the rooms and was reset so as to not be a problem any longer so we decided to keep our rooms in the house rather than traipse across town at such an ungodly hour.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We dumped our bags and set off in search of a decent bar (Union Street being only half a mile away).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It was very pleasing to find the trendy bars of Aberdeen filled once again with the young and beautiful people who clearly have far too much time on their hands given the sheer amount of work that must go into their hairstyles...I wish I had a stake in a Hair Product company sometimes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After a couple of beers, which took entirely too long to order - bloody cocktail bars! - we set off back to the house. Nearer and nearer we crept as it became clear that the alarm was indeed sounding once more. A few texts later we were on our way across town to our reserve hotel. We arrived just after midnight and literally crashed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sometimes getting stood down is not all its cracked up to be. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The next day developed in very much the normal manner, I slept in, watched a bit of telly and booked my cab nice and early for my trip home. I checked in in plenty of time and made my way to the Business Lounge (the joys of being a regular traveller!) for some well-earned (?) free beers. I got into Manchester Airport on time and waited for my taxi home, what could go wrong?!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The taxi was a little late which the driver put down to having the wrong mobile number for me, I let him off as I was feeling good. The trip home was uneventful and I was greeted by my two young boys with beaming smiles and even a hug or two, all was right with world...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At this point in a normal homeward journey I would sit and relax a little before trying to return my belongings to their rightful place. This time I wasn't granted that breathing space.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My wife was preparing me a ready meal curry as I was not in the mood for anything challenging, indeed I wasn't really in the mood for anything other than my bed. Just as I was sitting down to the sumptuous feast my phone sprang into life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'They need you back on Monday...So...I will need you to come up tomorrow...'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Silence</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'You still there?'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'Yes...' It is quite difficult to sound anything other than annoyed through clenched teeth. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So it was that I was booked in for a tea time flight some 22 hours after the flight I had come back from Aberdeen on.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My wife was working Sunday so I got to see her for 2 hours in the morning and for a total of about 6 hours when you add in the scant time we had together on Saturday night. <<<<clenched teeth>>>></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then of course there is the little matter of actually getting out to these places... </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We had a 9AM check in on Monday morning. Now, on the Wednesday previous we had a 10AM check in which was instantly changed to a 3PM flight, so I had little confidence in seeing the rig any time before mid afternoon.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This flight was moved to 1PM as they were giving themselves decidedly optinistic updates on the flying schedule. And so it proved.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">You really haven't lived until you've had not just breakfast but lunch too inside a Heliport!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">At least it was free...ish...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Neil Hannon Rocks!!</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-21523334333403134432013-09-06T01:26:00.000-07:002013-09-06T05:34:03.315-07:00Stop Press!!! Chopper AnnouncementSee below for primary findings from AAIB...<br />
<a href="http://www.aaib.gov.uk/latest_news/special_bulletin_s6_2013___as332_l2_super_puma__g_wnsb_helicopter.cfm">http://www.aaib.gov.uk/latest_news/special_bulletin</a><br />
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By all accounts, no techincal fault has been found and investigations are ongoing.<br />
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Bad Times...Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-10871453840404934862013-09-06T00:52:00.002-07:002013-09-06T00:58:13.063-07:00T.S. Eliot was a Wuss!!<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">T.S. Eliot wrote that '<i>April is the cruellest month' </i>but then he didn't work offshore. If he had then he might have known that September (or possibly October) was far more cruel!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I have previously written about how much the Shutdown season was like the football season (<a href="http://www.diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/whatever-happened-to-intertoto-cup.html">whatever-happened-to-intertoto-cup?</a>) in that it never really leaves you alone, no matter how hard you try to ignore it. Having got home from the '<i>Mahabarat' </i>style, never-ending saga of the Franklin Shutdown I received the call on Tuesday that my services were required on board the Anasuria FPSO (<a href="http://www.diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/a-useful-glossary-of-terms.html">a-useful-glossary-of-terms</a>).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Very cruel as we were undergoing the last rites of the English school summer holidays and I was actually in the cinema with my 8 Year old when the phone rang. Still! 5 whole days off!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The whole thing feels rather surreal, most Scottish kids having been back at school for a while now and even most English schoolchildren will have started before mine (at least if that most 'reliable' of evidences - Anecdotal - is to be believed), the grass verges are awash with spent Dandelion clocks and the weather is still clinging to the dying embers of the Summer (for most). But the sheer fact is Summer is properly OVER!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yet still, the spectre of Shutdown season is far from done with us mere mortals...Upon visiting the office to pick up the job file and have our pre-job safety meeting I was alarmed to learn of all the outstanding work we have still to do. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Added to this mix of general downbeatness there was the looming shadow of 'Oil Week' in Aberdeen. Oil Week is a seven day long (most weeks are) 'jolly' during which Aberdeen is visited by anyone who has ever picked up a spanner or seemingly Googled 'Oil'...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Because of the jolly boys in suits spectacle of Oil Week I was forced to travel up the very evening I learned of the upcoming job (flights being full the following morning) but fortunately my company had the foresight to retain its own lodgings. A very reasonable establishment that is rather too near the 'golden mile' of Union Street. The only real downside to this set-up is that it is near the centre of town and thus not really very convenient for any workers (with our base of operations being next to the airport) but then what's a 20 quid taxi ride between frenemies?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">That was not any real problem, no, the main reason this set-up didn't exactly work for me was when I rang to book a taxi to take me back out to the airport for my meeting in the office the following morning. I only have one Aberdeen taxi number in my mobile and up until now that has been plenty. When I asked for one around 8am however I was a little shocked when I was told that the nearest slot they had was '6.15', rather than get into work some 2 hours early I declined their kind offer. No, luckliy there was a co-worker staying in the staff house that night and being a little more local he had other numbers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The trip into the office wasn't too bad in the end as we were not travelling in the direction of the Exhibition Centre (I would hate to work next door to that place) and so it only cost us the requisite twenty (again). The next bit of bad news came as we were waiting for our taxi to the Heliport, we hadn't even begun our trip officially when we heard that instead of our proposed 10am check-in, we had been put back to 3pm! This being Aberdeen however, this was not communicated to us via official channels. Oh no, we had to get this from one of our spouses who had been on the internet. The plan in this instance is of course to make us check in and then wait at the Heliport for a mere 5 hours.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is, of course, a hangover from the recent incident with Super Puma flights. As a result the operator we were flying with was sharing their S92's (supposedly a far more reliable chopper, the jury is still out) with a couple of others and as a result of this we were at the bottom of a very deep pile, very much like that errant piece of lego that lies in wait for your unguarded foot.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This provided me with some very useful insights into the current situation regarding flights. Most flights are still running but there are still a couple of clients who are still not back up and running. Total had a lot of flights still up on the departure board but they all had '<span style="color: red;">Cancelled<span style="color: black;">' next to them. I was later a little confused when they were still announced for check in. Only after our first aborted attempt to get on a flight (brief watched, suited up, life jackets on, everything checked, last checklist signed off, 'Guys, take your suits off and go back through') we saw the piles of survival suits in there protective wrapping ready for collection.</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">In the end we did manage to get on our flight, a mere 7 and a half hours late. And after one of the most lurid and creepy inductions I've ever had we were ready to go! </span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: black;">How can an induction be creepy? you may ask. Well, how else would you describe one during which we were advised about closing boat doors (the ones with the 'Dog' handles) with the epithet 'More Dogging means less Swinging'??!!</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Arrived home last night and am one tired bunny indeed. I have no particular axe to grind regarding safety and am totally behind the completely necessary grounding of Super Puma Helicopters, so I'd just like to outline the likely future journeys that await all offshore personnel should boat transfers become the norm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Firstly though I feel it necessary to thank the crew of the boat we travelled on. The Maersk Lifter is actually used in the main for 'Anchor-Handling' (no, me neither)...but on this occasion they were so moved by the plight of the average idiot lumbering around the platform that they kindly offered to take some of us in to the beach. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">So kudos in the extreme to you guys and thanks beyond description!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Now, we got word of the offer of a lift around 10 in the morning on Tuesday. We had the usual mis-information and rumour mixed with a healthy dose of plain downright lies but the overall impression was that it would actually go ahead at some point. I believe the common offshore expression is</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">'We'll know more after the meeting'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I cannot tell you how often I've had to listen to that. Indeed, there are some people I've seen offshore who must spend their entire time on the rig in meetings. This can't be true, they must spend SOME time writing and receiving e-mails.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The time dragged on...and on...and further on but then we got the call...we had to go to the Heli-lounge to get our video brief on the Frog transfer. We got to see the thing in action (albeit on video) and learned precisely nothing new, the whole thing could've been boiled down to 'hold on and keep your hands and feet inside the thing'! This was around lunchtime and we were promised that an announcement would be made some time soon (soon is of course a rather 'elastic' term in the offshore environment). All we knew at this point was that the boat was in the field (another very loose term) and would be servicing another platform first before it gets to us.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Several episodes of 'Deadliest Catch' later we were getting worried but then the Tannoy blurted into life. We were told that half past seven was the time we had been preparing for all day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">This is where the reality of boat transferring kicks in, the boat had been busy getting guys off two other installations and had thus far got 30 odd men onboard. This had taken some 6 hours!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We had 14 men to transfer and all of us had trudged up to the Heli-lounge with our bags and survival suits, we naturally felt that this would all be complete in minutes (oh how wrong we were!). The Frog had been used on the previous rigs and so had obviously been checked over each time. This did not preclude our rig checking it before use, this took approximately half an hour. The first three got the nod to suit up and did so dutifully. Some 30 minutes or so later they were called out to get transferred.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I was in the third block of three and was taken out about 45 minutes after the first three had left. The transfer itself seemed to go quickly and all in all was so uneventful that it felt like a bit of a letdown. The overriding impression I got was exactly how high up the rig I'd just been on was!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The final two lots got onboard roughly an hour later (being split into two lots of two so that no-one had to ride the Frog on their own) and the container with our baggage was loaded some half hour later.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We got a rather rudimentary induction as to the facilities on the boat, after all we were only going to be there for 12 hours or so. This was done by possibly the most Danish looking man I've ever seen. I say Danish, he could have been Norwegian, Swedish or Finnish, what I mean to say is he looked Scandinavian! One inquisitive soul offered the question, 'Do you have Wifi here?' to which we got the reply, 'We do but not for you guys!' I suppose the offer of a lift home seemed enough to these guys. He also briefed us on the likely itinerary of our trip. A 12 hour sail followed by anything up to a 5 hour wait to get the right tide for offloading their precious cargo (us).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I got a decent room (my 5th of the trip blog fans!) with some lovely clean bedding and a friendly room mate who rather disconcertingly offered me a pair of brand new ear plugs. I neatly declined as I tend to fall asleep first when sharing a room (people who snore always do fall asleep first). I made my way down to the TV lounge and watched Liverpool's latest attempt to make lower league clubs look good. And that took me up to half ten, which is plenty past my usual offshore bedtime...and so to bed (diary fans).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">All this took place during one of the most becalmed periods I've ever seen in the North Sea and this continued for the entirety of the trip back to harbour. So much so that I slept in till half past seven.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Breakfast was 'interesting' with a solitary L-shaped island unit with no obvious signs of cutlery. A variety of items that definitely 'looked' correct were in place but nothing actually tasted the way it should have done. I have friends who would have fainted after their first mouthful of beans 'That's not Heinz!' may have escaped their lips as they slowly sank to the floor.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Nothing tasted right, the bacon smelt beautiful, looked rather odd and tasted weird. Not 'off' as such, just odd. No, only the egg truly satisfied and even that was a little too different to go unnoticed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The whole thing seemed like eating a first cooked breakfast after undergoing major tongue surgery - if such a thing even exists.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">After brekkie and a couple of coffees I ventured out on deck and caught a first sight of land. We seemed like we had made excellent progress. Then we had to wait for the pilot to take us into harbour.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Around 10am the boat with the pilot arrived and after a rather hazardous looking leap from boat to boat he went to the bridge to help land the vessel. At this point word had spread throughout the boat and the decks were becoming ever more crowded. Fortunately the boat had plenty of outside space and there was always a vantage point. This is when we got the call...'Dolphins off the Port side!!'</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I assure you now that those small spots in the wake of that boat are Dolphins. These were just very shy Dolphins who seemed to know when I was pointing my camera (phone) at them. Mere seconds after I'd taken this picture they were jumping out of the water and virtually laughing and pointing at me (a special feat when you've only got flippers to point with).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">But still, it passed a few minutes!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I noticed some boats who were waiting alongside us as the pilot started us into harbour and felt as though we'd jumped the queue somewhat. I even felt guilty (very briefly).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We got into harbour and pulled up at around eleven o'clock. This is when the real fun started. I did not know that before we would be allowed off the boat, the crew would be putting on a little show for us. It seemed to be a tribute to Laurel & Hardy. You know the one where they couldn't tie a piece of netting under a gangway? No, me neither. Maybe they were put off by having an audience...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Performance anxiety is apparently a big thing in Denmark...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">We had all taken the opportunity to get all our bags and suits from our rooms and so were getting more than a little impatient with this little show. I'd been stood waiting for the word to get off the boat and watching these guys operate all I could think of was the Chucklevision theme tune...Especially worrying as we'd been staring at our 'Executive Taxi' for nearly half an hour...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The driver was very understanding and was happy to let guys off at the railway station instead of insisting we all went with him back to Scotia with our suits. I took the opportunity to get off at the airport terminal as I had to drop off paperwork at the office.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">The journey had lasted until after midday on Wednesday, a total travel time of around 16 hours for us, on top of which you could add about 5 or 6 hours for those who got on from the earlier installations. This is a little extreme and will probably not be the way of the future for all offshore travel.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">I eventually arrived home at around 7pm and almost collapsed in a heap...my wife predicted that I would end up falling asleep downstairs watching the telly to which I snorted with derision (I'd show her, I thought)...As I woke up at 5am sat on the sofa I felt more than a little annoyed but I couldn't just go upstairs and get into bed, after all, I had half a can of beer still to drink...</span><br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-35928952190946263292013-08-27T05:44:00.001-07:002013-08-27T05:44:18.566-07:00Edna The Inebriate Operator...<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I swear there are tramps on the streets of London that don't get moved on as much as we do sometimes!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am now preparing for the 4th bed of my trip which will hopefully be my last. We have had our 'Frog' transfer brief and are looking forward to getting in a glorified harness to be dangled over the side of the rig. What could possibly go wrong?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When people call for the removal of so many helicopters from service in the North Sea, this is the reality we will all have to face up to. The long, tortuous and almost entirely unnecessary process of the boat transfer. Quite apart from the actual transfer process itself is the fact that the journey back to the beach will then take anything up to 12 hours (weather dependent).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Bear in mind that as I write this we are yet to recover the flight recorder from the recently downed chopper and so are almost completely in the dark regarding what in fact went wrong with that flight. A period of reflection is definitely needed and it is right that this type of craft should be grounded until at least preliminary investigations can supply something amounting to an answer.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I am in a rather invidious position out here, I want to get home and naturally I want to do that as quickly as possible but safety must come first, we cannot allow further incidents and any loss of life is totally unacceptable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">It is like watching footage of you being drunk from the night before, you just have to sit there and let the events unfold before your eyes, almost like being a eunuch at an orgy. In fact it is almost exactly like that when you consider we'll be travelling in on an Anchor handling boat and as such will be expected to just sit there and not touch anything!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Oh well! Back to the TV and waiting for the Tannoy...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I was overseeing the backload of our gear and advising the boys (possibly against their wishes) that they needed to be careful everything was packed properly. We have apparently had a few instances recently of kit becoming unstable and potentially dangerous during transit so there is a current focus on this area.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">During this period it occurred to me that backloading of equipment is a lot like being a female impersonator...you really need to make sure everything is in the proper place BEFORE you strap it down!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05278149367227439781noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3594428744926625521.post-81626658460735114382013-08-26T01:21:00.002-07:002013-09-06T05:35:00.820-07:00Super Pumas or S92's...can't we find a 'Third Way'?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Now, there's been a lot said, written and thought these past few days and I definitely do not want to add fuel to any arguments, both the worthwhile kind OR the Facebook-based ones (which seem to consist mainly of over-reaction, vitriol and sheer ignorance).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Instead I'd just like to add my own personal perspective into the mix, as I've said previous to this post, I am currently 'stranded' on a drilling 'Jack-Up' rig attached to a 'Normally Unmanned installation' (NUI) and we heard of the incident late on Friday evening. We have been watching the rather sketchy updates coming in from the various news sources with a great deal of both remorse and irritated impatience. We all feel so sorry for the loss of life and the impact on those concerned must be horrendous. Also we are all interested in the outcome of the forthcoming investigations.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This brings a double burden that it is impossible to get away from. For while we need to know the reason behind the incident we also want to know exactly how this will impact on us personally in the near future. Every time I find some new piece of the puzzle I can't help myself thinking, 'How will this affect me?' and then every time I find myself thinking that thought I am immediately struck by how selfish it sounds!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There is nothing I can add to the outpouring of sorrow for those who perished while simply trying to get home from their job.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I had also recently posted regarding the apparent 'safety' of the recently-returned-to-service 225 class of Super Puma aircraft (<a href="http://diaryofanorthseanobody.blogspot.co.uk/2013/08/return-of-frack.html">return-of-the-frack.html</a>) which now seems both redundant and rather gullible!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">But that is exactly the problem we have right now. We simply do not know the reason behind this crash and lazy speculation (the kind the internet is best placed to give) will help no-one, least of all anyone who knew those involved.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I 'shared' a very interesting status on Facebook early on Saturday morning (<a href="https://www.facebook.com/wray.thomson1/posts/687440931270815">www.facebook.com/wray.thomson1/posts</a>) </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">and it conveyed a similar feeling among a large part of the offshore worker community, me included. I found it very useful in getting across the feelings I had in my own mind and would like to thank Mr. Wray Thomson for his articulation.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">However, there is one small difference I'd like to get across now (with apologies to Mr. Thomson!)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12.800000190734863px; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;">We live and work in conditions that are a few steel bars away from a jail cell', </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">he starts. While reasonably accurate I'd equate it more to Re-hab than prison. There are no bars on the windows (in fact a lot of the accommodation blocks I visit don't even have windows)...(seriously, I once went 10 days without seeing natural daylight), we don't have access to any drink or drugs (unless you're 'IN' with the Medic) and there's no way we're getting out or going anywhere anytime soon!</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So, if it is like re-hab, then we are very much like Lindsay Lohan. We come to these places (far too often than is strictly good for us), serve our time and then get let out, back into the real world. Where we drink, take drugs and generally debauch ourselves as much as possible! Knowing full well that it's only a matter of time before we end up back in here!</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Also there seems to be an asuumption amongst offshore personnel that we have a straight choice on our hands of Super Puma or S92. This seems rather simplistic (and all too easy!) as anyone who's travelled on both will tell you that the S92 is a far superior machine. The issue we have with this dilemma is that the S92 doesn't have the range or luggage capacity of the Super Puma and is also far more expensive, not that expense has ever been an issue when looking at the safety of the industry's workers (OH NO!!).</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">All these machines have a natural working life, much like your car at home and eventually there will have to be a point where we go another way. The S92 HAS had problems before and is by no means a panacea or 'magic bullet'.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No, instead, I feel we need to take stock and let the guys investigate (preferably with no interference from any 'interested' parties) to find the root cause and resolve this issue once and for all.</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is of course going to take some time and have massive consequences for the industry. This is fine by me as I'm stuck out here with no work to do except to make sure I book my days in and get the client to sign my timesheet...</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We wake every morning with the same question reverbarating around our heads,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'When am I getting off this place?'</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Well, the answer for me is 'No time soon!'. With what happened on Friday and the subsequent grounding of all Super Pumas until further notice, the operator of the rig I am on took the decision to abandon choppers for the safer and far more complicated process of 'Frog' style boat transfers.</span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; line-height: 13.600000381469727px;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">No, seriously. Well maybe not. I have carried out training on these devices but that was a few years ago, in a yard, attached to a crane, in Dubai. This will possibly be a little worse!</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> We had a safety meeting yesterday where they gave us the good news and this morning we had even better news. The boat has been passed as OK to use and will be sailing from dock today or tonight, so will get here tomorrow morning (it being a 12 Hour sail). This boat has to service the entire field. This field currently has one accommodation barge and two drilling rigs more than it usually would meaning we have over 300 more personnel to arrange transfers for than would normally be the case (Bloody Shutdown Season!!).</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">These 'Frogs' can transfer 3 people at a time. I'll leave that to sink in...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Also, our platform spoke to another in the field this morning and he said,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">'Yeah, we've got the 'Frog' and we'll be sorting our guys. Think you'll need to speak to the office to make your own arrangements!'</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">He may well have just said 'I'm all right Jack, pull the ladder up!' or he could have Skyped us so that we could see him sticking two fingers up at us while he spoke!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So no, I will not be home anytime soon</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">PS - this is all weather dependant of course, so we could be sat waiting for a rather long time...</span><br />
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