Back in the days
of my oilpatch career
No such thing as send back things to get fixed, or permanent fixes of things to things, I mean, there were rig moves…
If a water line or a cable was to be strung between the mobile monitoring and analysis laboratory, henceforth either The Logging Shack or logging-unit, it was attached in a style reminiscent of— “that’ll have to do mate”. A casual cable tie or a few wraps of fibre-glass reinforced tape to secure things to the rig structure was the rule of the day. Maybe gaffer tape was not as cheap back then- but it was not on the ordering list as far as I can remember, just the sticky and duct and fibre tape rolls.
Of course, these bundles of cables and hoses were strung out from the shack to the drilling derrick, like a New Delhi telephone distribution network, and snaked to all the important points where trouble could start on a rig, but we could “tell” the driller if trouble was brewing before we ran away. Nah, never did that! Sorry to say- we never allowed too much trouble! Sometimes work was like the tale of the Little Boy Who Cried Wolf, but, if we were not up to it, GOM-2010 disaster like things could happen.
Stuff was repaired as best as possible with the fibre-tape, boxes sealed and sent of with it, core-tubes sealed with it and then waxed, on and on and…
But the point of the post is– I have not seen the old fibre-tape used for years, and because my mum loves me, I used her Xrysdmuz present asap, and unwrapping it-
the lid and stuff being held in place by Fibre-tape:
BTW, Thanks Mum and Dad. My new Aldi sourced espresso machine makes a great cuppa mate!