ABSTRACT
Nineteen-year-old Andrew McKenna worked as a surveyor’s assistant on the Channel Tunnel. He was one of the thousands of workers who every day clocked on at the Folkestone site as part of the team helping to inch the project closer to France. His job was not especially skilled. In the quaint language of the male-dominated construction industry he was more likely to be known as a “chain boy” than a surveyor’s assistant. And apart from his boss, not many of the workers underground would have even known his name.
