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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A tale of unlikely success: of a man’s journey in oil exploration across four continents before he climbs the foothills of the London Stock Exchange. An often lonely voyage of ambition and irrational perseverance, where knowing who you’re not is just as important as knowing who you are.
The particular morning, standing in silence in my punt, musket in hand, looking out southward to the end of the earth that was the Caspian Sea horizon, I concluded that we must sell.
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This title is printed to order. This book may have been self-published. If so, we cannot guarantee the quality of the content. In the main most books will have gone through the editing process however some may not. We therefore suggest that you be aware of this before ordering this book. If in doubt check either the author or publisher’s details as we are unable to accept any returns unless they are faulty. Please contact us if you have any questions.
A tale of unlikely success: of a man’s journey in oil exploration across four continents before he climbs the foothills of the London Stock Exchange. An often lonely voyage of ambition and irrational perseverance, where knowing who you’re not is just as important as knowing who you are.
The particular morning, standing in silence in my punt, musket in hand, looking out southward to the end of the earth that was the Caspian Sea horizon, I concluded that we must sell.