Ship Hell

I am tempted to grump about work, especially about some rather unwelcome changes that have appeared on my menu east of the horizon.
Then I remember a friend of mine from many years ago who had a job in the Faroes, stripping and painting the inside of ships' hulls.
The hulls of tankers are made of a double layer of steel, both of which have to be maintained inside and out.
His job was to slip between the layers of steel, remove the old paint and re-paint again.
What a hellish occupation!