I love my work, I love my dogs I love my wife, I love my life It's not that I don't want to stay But I'm looking for adventure So I have to go away.
I'll never say I'm cold again Not after being here The stars will never shine so bright The air will never seem so clear.
Not many people witness this It's not a people place Where the sun stays up all day and night And the earth meets outer space.
There's not much food down here, Just krill and fishy treats No vegetables will ever grow And you can't go out to eat.
Some say this place will drive you mad, Nothing but ice and snow Others that it gets to you Like nowhere else they know.
Now I'm ready, soon I go To the cold round bottom of the globe.
I will be busy, but there may be times In those quiet moments that I find To sit and reminisce About the other cold round bottom that I miss The one I left behind.
Rob has gone to the British Antarctic Survey base as a mechanic for 15 months. He reports that a white Christmas is looking likely.