I've always been fascinated, even obsessed, with stories of polar expeditions; with every facet of these adventures from the human element to the logistical to the scientific, and have long harboured a desire to write a fictional account of one of these expeditions - to which pole it doesn't matter, they're both the same. And so having laboured for years in silence, below an excerpt of dialogue from my finally produced work.
"It's bloody freezing!"
"It's unbelievable. I had no idea it was going to be as bad as this. John, did you have any idea it was going to be this cold?"
"Well, I knew it was going to be pretty cold, but nothing like this. I can't understand why anybody's been coming here."