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A Guernsey Gardener in 2025

Anxiety as we age

11/6/2025

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11 June 2025 (Wednesday)

Richard wakes especially early, and in doing so wakes me… and we’re both up straight away.  You see, we both have silent anxiety today.

We’re having tree work done in the garden, and despite knowing we’ve the best local tree surgeons doing it, we’re still both anxious - for numerous little reasons.  

I remember dad getting anxious about things, and I’d say to him “Dad, don’t worry.  It’ll all be fine”, though whether it was getting to the airport on time, finding the right parking space, or wondering whether he had the right cash on him for any eventuality, he’d get anxious.  Mum less so, though as the years progressed, the anxiety did too, coming in troughs and waves, and we’d look on slightly humorously with words of support and simply think to ourselves, “Chill…!”

Now, decades on, I think anxiety is something I just live with, in fact that we just live with; not each day, though anything that steps even slightly across the bounds of my comfort zone brings about some level of anxiety.  Tree work means Fenella needs to be moved out of the drive the day before to hold space for the big truck to park… though Richard doesn’t like Fenella on the road, especially overnight in case she is damaged…though needs must.  Then a work area needs to be cleared, which I was stressing about and thought I’d do after coming back from the plot yesterday, though Richard had already done it.  Then, of course, the individual minutiae of… Will the work be done well?  Will the guys / gals turn up on time?  Will they be nice, and considerate?  How much mess will there be?  Will the job be done properly?  Will there be any damage to any of our neighbours’ property?  What if one of them falls?  The list sort of goes on… and on…  Anxiety level… 6.5 out of 10 and rising…

Then, I hear the truck outside…

The guys turned up well in time, scoped the full job that’s on their docket (it was already quoted on and photos taken), determined what needed to be done and in what order… and they got on with it.  Within two hours, the work was done, everything was fine, they’d chipped everything, cleaned up on the road, put everything (sort of…) into their truck, been thanked, said goodbye, and gone on their way to their next job… though a pair of shoes was left on the patio, and taken into safekeeping in the house until collected a few hours later - we certainly didn’t want a fox walking off with them!

Now, we have a great view from the top office, we look out on the backs of sundry houses and rooftops, and interestingly a lot of curtain twitching went on when the work began  In fact, it was more blinds opening and curtains being drawn wide, just to see what was going on… I guess not a surprise, as we would’ve done the same, though interesting nonetheless - two of our direct neighbours at the back I spied for the first time ever!

Anxiety level… reducing to normal… miniscule!  Though I still don’t think the broadband’s working at For Earth’s Sake, as I’ve nothing showing live on the till.

Then I get a call from Vanessa, and my anxiety increases as she’s had an unfortunate call with the Operations Manager of the delivery company that damaged the festoon lighting on Monday - so would I write an email for her to send… I do, though it comes from me rather than Vanessa, adding some distance… fingers crossed.

Oh, and indeed, the broadband is NOT working; it seems the cabling was damaged on Monday when the festoon lighting came down…

Work work and work for the rest of the morning and through to mid-afternoon.  Richard did his final edits to his weekly vlog to upload and put live - including footage from this morning’s tree work.

In the afternoon I’m at the plot watering, and anxiety levels decline to negligible... and then home for a simple supper, then TV; tonight it’s Glow Up and The Power of Parker…


Weather:  Warmer, though overcast with a cooling breeze.  The sun tries to break through, though the clouds persist.

Breakfast:  Bran Sticks, yogurt, and sultanas
Lunch:   Cottage Cheese, yeast extract, lettuce, tomato, cucumber and radish, and a rice cake
Supper:   Quorn Garlic & Herb Fillets, homemade oven chips. Lettuce, salad of red onion, tomato, cucumber, olives and radish

16 Comments
Marina Kaplais Kaplais Kaplais
12/6/2025 12:59:43

Personally anxiety has got more frequent and worse since getting older. I used to love driving,would grt in the car and head off to anywhere without a qualm. Now i stress for days about the simplest of journeys, especially if i dont know the route or it goes through busy places. Its limited my life greatly. My world has become smaller. Recently i had to have dealings with both a government department and TV licencing…both sent the anxiety sky high. Like you i remember thinking my parents were making a fuss over nothing now i fully understand how they felt. Aging is certainly not for the faint hearted. Im glad the tree surgery went without a hitch and hope For Earth Sake gets sorted soon.

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 17:36:07

Understand and appreciate every word Marina. 🤗 I still fine with driving, though Richard doesn't want to drive in dusk or at night; I am sure that time will come for me too. 🤔 And dealing with corporations... Recently had a bill from Octopus which said that we could change to a cheaper tariff, though when I looked to change to a cheaper one I couldn't, as all suggested tariffs were more expensive than the one that we were on already. 😤 I emailed them to ask whether there was cheaper rate and they came back and said that we were on the cheapest rate already... And now I note in my app where it says about energy usage the rate is different to the rate that we ARE actually paying, for both types of energy and in terms of both standing charge and unit rate. 🙄

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Kasandra Brown
12/6/2025 13:02:01

Enjoyed this short story. I, too, am experiencing tree anxiety while awaiting my former gardening guy. He's now working as a cook at a local restaurant and seems to have forgotten his agricultural roots and permagarden training. He assured me yesterday that he would appear in my front garden at noon today. So, we'll see. The garden and 2 trees is in desperate need of a haircut as am I. Best til Later, Kasandra Brown

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 20:39:13

Thanks Kasandra, and I hope your tree guy arrived. 🤞🤞🤞

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Jen
12/6/2025 15:10:25

So glad to discover you chaps via Vivi's Swanage visit. Different, thoughtful, informative and fun 😁. Well, age related anxieties - what a topic. Pre early retirement (a nano second before Covid landed) the day job had required me to look at "what could possibly go wrong?" in various business and geographic scenarios. So the seeds were sown, chuck in Covid 19, independent elderly parent at some distance away, a car accident then elderly parent hospitalised with need for care and my nerves were shot. Managing, to avoid complete overwhelm, has necessitated a lot of life editing, letting thoughts and stuff go. Eventually I will return to just running my own household but I am finally getting on with a lot of work needed on my house and garden along with maintaining the family home. Even mowing the lawn and trimming the hedges can calm the brain!

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 17:41:38

Wow, thank you for joining us; I had a good chat to our Vivi this afternoon pre her video update which we're yet to watch. 🤞 Gosh, you have had a time of it... For COVID we really felt the distance between my mum and us, as Guernsey of course had its own rules and lockdowns, so we did not see my mum for 17 months; that first visit post-lockdowns was a real treat, though of course for he two of us parent times are now all over, sadly. 👍 I hope you get your time back, I think many of us realise how important it is. 👍🤗👍

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Jen
13/6/2025 10:02:30

👍💐 It's probably the most important assignment.. ❤️ the Life Admin feels never ending 🤯. A real tonic to sit down with a coffee (once LO tucked up in bed) and have an hour to unwind watching R&P chats and videos. Your output should be essential prescription 😁 giving me gentle nudges to try new stuff like smuggling a spiced chickpea and couscous lunch onto the elderly one (partial success 🤣). Keep going 😁

Paul Savident
13/6/2025 11:29:17

Lovely words Jen, and good luck with the smuggling! 👍😁👍

Angela Hulton
12/6/2025 16:56:51

Paul, you write with such eloquence. The fact you take reflection on the tense day that lay ahead and appreciate how anyone can become stressed about just about anything. Thank you for such a lovely piece.

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 17:43:08

That's lovely to read Angela, and I really do appreciate your time and comment in reply to my thoughts on yesterday. 🤗

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Aileen Gasson
12/6/2025 17:17:18

I seem to have gone the opposite way as I have got older. My mum was ill with cancer for 2-3 years and died when I was 7 but nothing was really explained to me (other than she had "gone to heaven") and I wasn't allowed to be upset or cry about it. It wasn't done in a nasty way - it was just how it was in the early 60s. However I now know that I lived with anxiety from then and never truly enjoyed very much. Nowadays, approaching 70 and getting more infirm through illness as well as age, I really don't "sweat the small stuff". Having been divorced, lost both parents and, more recently my own son when he was just 41, as well as my sister during lockdown, I figure there is not much left that is really worth a sleepless night, although I appreciate we don't always have much control over how we feel and it is good to acknowledge that.

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 17:47:21

I totally get where you're coming from Eileen, and I think growing up in Guernsey was bliss compared to the UK and other countries at that time, despite losing my eldest brother when he was 22 and me 15. 👍 So, sorry to hear about your son and your sister; mum's words on losing Perri, quiet and honest and solid words, will remain with me forever. Sending huge hugs your way. 🤗🤗🤗

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Marilyn
12/6/2025 19:39:25

Hi Paul ! Thanks for sharing . I am generally an anxious person , been so since teen years. Anxiety is a bit more frequent as I age due to uncertainty of health , where I’ll ‘be’ year by year. It’s comforting to Know we are not alone ! Hearing your story helped AND inspired me to try and see things differently , appropriate to my age (73)
❤️Xx

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Paul Savident
12/6/2025 20:40:46

Thank you for your lovely comment Marilyn, and indeed, it is comforting to know we are not alone. 🤗

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Cheryl Price
13/6/2025 17:14:05

I totally agree with the fact that anxiety increases with age. I have always been anxious but find it increasingly challenging to sort out tasks or deal with work on the house. It's always alright in the end but the stress before the event is huge.

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Paul Savident
13/6/2025 17:36:51

We SO know what you say Cheryl... that dread of sundry negative happenings, which 99% of the time never arise. 🤞

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