One Rode to Asa Bay

Last week at work, before I left on Friday we all had a hand in putting the new tent up over Area B. The thing went up easy enough, well at least on my part, as I left half way through to go home... When I arrived back on site yesterday the ground in the tent was being cleaned and the new heaters were being installed ready for winter. Also the lights were put in place and the whole thing lit up like Christmas. Once the heaters were turned on the whole place became a little snug haven.

Not for us Immigrant workers though... The Icelandic staff were all moved into the new tent and the rest of us Brits/Norwegians worked in the cold, cold old tent. The wind blew like knives and broken glass through the wind tunnel created by openings in the tent. The frozen ground was like concrete beneath our trowels. The Icelanders had the audacity to tell us we weren't welcome in the new warm tent, we had to suffer like dogs. I spent the day shouting 'Racist!' at all the Icelandic staff. Davið and Lilja dropped by every-so-often to tell us how warm it was in the new tent. Poor King-Of-Scotland Atli had to work with us, measuring stones. He said he had decided to become a Brit and wanted to be called 'Ace McCloud'. Bjarki threatened to set dogs on me when I tried to gain access to the new tent after lunch. I only wanted the camera. All this was coupled with Jo's continual sexual harassment which only made my day worse.

Atli Quotes:


On the decision by Britain to freeze Icelandic bank accounts under the Terrorism act:

'We are going to get a bank loan off Osama Bin Laden to help us out.'