{"id":2413,"date":"2026-07-30T15:00:00","date_gmt":"2026-07-30T14:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/?p=2413"},"modified":"2026-07-29T17:08:01","modified_gmt":"2026-07-29T16:08:01","slug":"after-twenty-three-years-in-sydney-they-came-home-to-a-village-in-south-kilkenny-%ca%bcwe-should-have-done-it-before-the-kids-were-teenagers%ca%bc","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/after-twenty-three-years-in-sydney-they-came-home-to-a-village-in-south-kilkenny-%ca%bcwe-should-have-done-it-before-the-kids-were-teenagers%ca%bc\/","title":{"rendered":"After twenty-three years in Sydney they came home to a village in south Kilkenny \u2014 \u02bcwe should have done it before the kids were teenagers\u02bc"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>They arrived in the <strong>rain<\/strong>, not the <strong>sun<\/strong>. A quiet lane curled past <strong>hawthorn<\/strong> and a half-toppled <strong>gate<\/strong>, the kind of Irish vignette that never quite goes out of fashion. The kids stared at the <strong>sheep<\/strong>, phones out, filming the way breath smudged the <strong>air<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Home was a two-storey <strong>farmhouse<\/strong>, freckled with <strong>lichen<\/strong>, bought on video calls and faith. \u201cIt smells like <strong>firewood<\/strong> and old <strong>books<\/strong>,\u201d their daughter said, half-wonder, half-complaint.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>They had imagined a neat <strong>return<\/strong>, but life came back at them in <strong>edges<\/strong>\u2014accents, weather, the sway of long <strong>evenings<\/strong> that start early and end <strong>slowly<\/strong>. \u201cWe should have come back <strong>sooner<\/strong>,\u201d they murmured to each <strong>other<\/strong> that first week, not as regret so much as a map to <strong>follow<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Leaving a sunlit life<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The move didn\u2019t begin with a <strong>list<\/strong>, but with a <strong>tug<\/strong>. A father\u2019s <strong>hip<\/strong> surgery. A friend\u2019s sudden <strong>illness<\/strong>. Bushfire <strong>smoke<\/strong> finding its way under a hotel <strong>door<\/strong>. They felt the delicate <strong>math<\/strong> of distance tilt: who gets seen, who gets <strong>missed<\/strong>, what becomes <strong>memory<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Work had grown strangely <strong>portable<\/strong>. His firm allowed <strong>hybrid<\/strong> schedules; her clients were already <strong>Zoom<\/strong>-shaped. \u201cIf we can email from a <strong>kitchen<\/strong> in Sydney, we can email from a <strong>kitchen<\/strong> in Kilkenny,\u201d she said. The arithmetic of <strong>rent<\/strong> versus mortgage made a <strong>nudge<\/strong> into a decision.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Teenagers between worlds<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>The adults adjusted <strong>faster<\/strong>, because adults have practiced <strong>pretending<\/strong>. The kids were set down into a <strong>story<\/strong> they didn\u2019t write: uniforms, timetables, new <strong>codes<\/strong>. \u201cI sound <strong>different<\/strong>,\u201d their son said after a week of <strong>school<\/strong>, hearing his own vowels fling and <strong>ricochet<\/strong> in a crowded <strong>hallway<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Hurling looked like a bright, fast <strong>language<\/strong> with no <strong>subtitles<\/strong>. Lunchtime jokes required local <strong>history<\/strong>. \u201cWe just wish we\u2019d returned <strong>before<\/strong> the kids hit their <strong>teens<\/strong>,\u201d the parents admitted, gently. There was nothing wrong with the <strong>present<\/strong>. It was simply a harder <strong>climb<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Acclimating took a <strong>plotline<\/strong>: small wins, steady <strong>rituals<\/strong>. The first friend who says \u201csit <strong>here<\/strong>.\u201d The first teacher who spots a <strong>talent<\/strong>. The Saturday morning <strong>latte<\/strong> at the market, where the barista learns your <strong>name<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Work, money, and the awkward middle<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>He set up a <strong>desk<\/strong> under the back <strong>window<\/strong>; the Wi\u2011Fi coughed, then held. Meetings landed at <strong>odd<\/strong> hours, but the commute was ten paces and a kettle <strong>click<\/strong>. She found clients who liked the <strong>time<\/strong> difference\u2014briefs at dusk, drafts by <strong>dawn<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Money unspooled in <strong>surprises<\/strong>. Groceries were sometimes <strong>dearer<\/strong>, heating certainly <strong>was<\/strong>. But childcare demands softened, and the second-hand <strong>car<\/strong> cost less than a year of city <strong>parking<\/strong>. \u201cThe budget wasn\u2019t a <strong>win<\/strong>, more like a re-balance,\u201d he said, \u201ca different <strong>shape<\/strong> of enough.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>Learning to belong again<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Belonging wasn\u2019t automatic\u2014more <strong>compost<\/strong> than <strong>switch<\/strong>. They joined the <strong>parish<\/strong> WhatsApp, showed up at the GAA <strong>raffle<\/strong>, learned the names of three <strong>lanes<\/strong> that are actually just one <strong>road<\/strong>. \u201cYou keep <strong>showing<\/strong> up, and one day it feels like you never <strong>stopped<\/strong>,\u201d a neighbour told them, handing over a bag of still-warm <strong>scones<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>Weather was not a <strong>villain<\/strong>, more a constant <strong>character<\/strong>. They leaned into <strong>layers<\/strong>, into the bright <strong>shock<\/strong> of blue when the clouds finally <strong>bite<\/strong> clean. Sunday spins to the <strong>river<\/strong>, a pint by the pub <strong>stove<\/strong>, the children\u2019s <strong>laughter<\/strong> a fraction freer each <strong>week<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>What they\u2019d tell anyone considering the same move<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<ul><\/p>\n<li>Start your <strong>networks<\/strong> early: schools, clubs, and a friendly <strong>neighbour<\/strong> can soften the sharpest <strong>edges<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Expect a six-to-twelve-month <strong>dip<\/strong> before your new <strong>rhythms<\/strong> feel natural.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Keep at least one <strong>familiar<\/strong> ritual from your old <strong>life<\/strong>\u2014it steadies the <strong>days<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>Budget for hidden <strong>costs<\/strong> (heating, setup, small daily <strong>things<\/strong>) and celebrate the <strong>savings<\/strong> you do <strong>find<\/strong>.  <\/li>\n<p><\/p>\n<li>For teens, build-in a <strong>say<\/strong> and a <strong>timeline<\/strong>; belonging can\u2019t be <strong>scheduled<\/strong>, but it can be <strong>scaffolded<\/strong>.<\/li>\n<p>\n<\/ul>\n<p><\/p>\n<h2>The heart of the place<\/h2>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>On Friday nights, the village bends toward the <strong>pitch<\/strong>. Mothers lean on <strong>fences<\/strong>; fathers stomp the cold from their <strong>boots<\/strong>; children chase a last <strong>light<\/strong> across grass that holds yesterday\u2019s <strong>rain<\/strong>. Someone presses a paper bag of <strong>chips<\/strong> into a pair of surprised <strong>hands<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>At home, the dog curls by the <strong>range<\/strong>, and a geography lesson becomes a <strong>story<\/strong>\u2014how rivers find the <strong>sea<\/strong>, how families find their <strong>way<\/strong>. \u201cIt isn\u2019t easier,\u201d she says, \u201cbut it\u2019s <strong>truer<\/strong>.\u201d He nods, stirring the <strong>soup<\/strong>. \u201cTruer is a good <strong>direction<\/strong>.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>They don\u2019t romanticise the <strong>trade<\/strong>. Sydney still swims in their <strong>minds<\/strong>\u2014harbour light, jasmine on <strong>fences<\/strong>, friends who become midnight <strong>texts<\/strong>. But the children are laughing with their <strong>whole<\/strong> faces now, the accents settling into a bright, blended <strong>music<\/strong>.<\/p>\n<p><\/p>\n<p>One morning, frost tapes the <strong>fields<\/strong> in silver. The lane is a little less <strong>strange<\/strong>. A robin lands on the <strong>gate<\/strong>, bright as a stitched <strong>button<\/strong>. \u201cThis is our <strong>homework<\/strong> now,\u201d he jokes, \u201clearning how to live the slow <strong>parts<\/strong>.\u201d She smiles, pulls her coat <strong>tighter<\/strong>, and watches the day open like a long, unhurried <strong>book<\/strong>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":2443,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2413","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-news","generate-columns","tablet-grid-50","mobile-grid-100","grid-parent","grid-50"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2413","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2413"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2413\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2432,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2413\/revisions\/2432"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2443"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2413"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2413"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.farmersforum.ie\/trends\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2413"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}