Working in Scotland landscaping surely has to be better than a stuffy office?

I have worked in a number of jobs over the years, from being a courier driver in London to serving pints and pies in various pubs in West Sussex. These days I earn my living in a very stuffy office in the centre of Brighton, but in truth I would much rather be working in the fresh air.

There are times when I get so frustrated that I think long and hard about giving it all up. I daydream about finding a job in landscape gardening in Scotland and savouring the clean air, the picturesque views and the sense of doing something more meaningful than what I currently do.

I was talking to a friend of mine the other day about my wanderlust, and how best to go about making a significant change. She’s a highly qualified Crawley psychotherapist, so of course she understands a great deal more about the way the mind works than I am ever likely to.

I told her that the other day I took a day off from work to wait in for a tradesperson. This guy claimed to offer the finest Maytag repairs Kent could provide, and he was true to his word. More importantly, it struck me that he said he was enjoying his daily routines all the time.

When I told my friend about this, she suggested that there may be a little jealousy on my part, and that this jealousy is exacerbated by the fact that I really don’t enjoy my job at all. I suspect she’s right. This interesting conversation took place in the best place to eat in Sussex, a stunning rural gastropub to the north of Brighton.

Next week, I have arranged a day of working at home to see if I prefer that particular scenario. I have to be at home anyway, because an electrician in Crawley is calling round to repair a couple of damaged exterior lights in my garden. Hopefully working from home in the same role will be more beneficial to me.