Hi yorke,
We must know each other....
I spent four years on Varanus Island as a youngster doing vac work whilst putting myself thru Uni. I arrived just after Bond Petroleum went down the gurgler and Hadson Energy took over the place. They were still selling as much full strength beer as you could skoll for the first two years I was there, but scaled back to a max of a six pack of lite beer in the latter stages.
I fondly remember, as the ****e kicker at the bottom of the ladder being given the task of picking up 8 years of accumulated cigarette butts that had been tossed onto the lawn next to the foodhall and bar. What a pleasant job for a non-smoker. Managed to fill up 3/4 of a 44 gallon drum. The next day the smokers were flicking their butts at the lawn again.
I worked for the company that built the 3 oil storage tanks so there was no grass, no houses and no bitumen road when I was there. They would take us in there with an old Fokker seaplane I nicknamed the Flying Fokker, half the time was flying the other half it was Fokked and they had to take us in or pick us up with the Huey.
http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/yorke_1234/fb2.jpg
They started the six-pack rule when I was there in '84 to stop us drinking all night and go to work in the morning. The wet room closed at 10PM and all cans were sold opened to stop us hoarding the beer and party all night. Didn't really worked, at 9:30 everyone would buy a six-pack and take it out to reseal the cans with duct tape then go back in and get another six-pack for the road. (or two if we went fishing)
This is what the place looked like about 2 months before I left,
http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/yorke_1234/t1.jpg
http://i624.photobucket.com/albums/tt329/yorke_1234/t2.jpg