As much as the the second half of the title would have you believe, this is not Just Another Glorious Day in the Oilfield.
This is not a Drill picks up right where Paul Carter’s first book left off. Paul is still out doing his thing on the rigs, although now he has a girlfriend and is seriously looking at getting out of the oil drilling business so he can settle down.
I really enjoyed Paul Carter’s first book, Don’t tell Mum I work on the Rigs (She thinks I’m a piano player in a whorehouse). It was really funny, exciting, and filled with all kind of crazy (fucked up) characters. The places Paul visited and the shit he got into was definitely a step above crazy in Don’t tell Mum.
This is not a drill? Not so much. This book suffers from the same problem as My Booky Wook 2 (as I predicted in my earlier post about the first book https://rowango.wordpress.com/2012/05/22/2-books-1-cup/). It feels like you’re retreading the same territory at best, or reading chapters that got edited out of the first book, simply because they weren’t that good to begin with.
Overall, I wouldn’t recommend this to people unless you loved the first book. If you loved the first book, think of this book more like the deleted scenes from a movie.