Susan Keane Yoga & Fitness

Happy International Womens Day 💪

Classes in Eyrecourt Hall tomorrow (Monday) and Thursday at 6:45pm 🥰

10 years ago today I taught my first class. Spent the evening printing off class posters for the New Year. Hopefully will see ye at some classes over the year ahead in Eyrecourt, Killimor and St Thomas' 🥰 All classes back next week 🙂

Happy New Year everybody 💜 Best wishes to you all. I hope you have so much fun and laughter and good health in 2026 🤗

On January 11th 2016, I decided to see if there would be interest in a yoga class in Killimor, while finishing my Yoga Teacher Training Course. I did not think 10 years later it would have gone so well and I would still be teaching Yoga and Fitness Classes.

I am blessed with the amazing people who have come to my classes over the years and the people I have dealt with over the different venues. If it wasnt for my little business, I might not be celebrating my first Christmas in my new home 🏡

I will be forever grateful. Thank You all so much for being apart of my journey and being apart of my house build. 🩷

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Thrilled to be able to announce that, following our application earlier this year, €214,550 has been approved by the Department of Rural and Community Development for Killimor under the Town & Village Renewal Scheme 2025.

Further details on how the scheme will operate, including eligibility and administration, will be clarified in the new year

Happy Christmas to one and all! 🎄

This Sunday in Eyrecourt Hall, for a great cause 🙏

This is so nice....
One month before turning 95, Patricia Routledge wrote this, she died yesterday aged 96.

“I’ll be turning 95 this coming Monday. When I was younger, I often worried I wasn’t good enough—that I’d never be cast again, that I’d disappoint my mother. But these days begin in peace and end in gratitude.”

In my forties, my life finally began to make sense. Before that, I’d performed steadily—provincial stages, radio plays, West End productions—but felt somewhat lost. I was searching for something within myself, a home I hadn’t yet found.

At 50, I took a television role that many of you would later know me by—Hyacinth Bucket from Keeping Up Appearances. I thought it would just be a minor role, a brief moment. I never expected it to become beloved across the globe. That character taught me to embrace my quirks and quietly healed something deep within me.

At 60, I started learning Italian—not for my career, but simply so I could sing opera in its native tongue. I learned the gentle art of living alone without loneliness, reading poetry aloud each night—not to perfect diction, but to soothe my spirit.

At 70, I returned to Shakespearean theatre, a place I once thought I’d aged out of. This time, there was nothing to prove. I stepped onto those legendary boards with calmness. The audience felt that serenity. I had stopped performing; I was simply being.

At 80, I discovered watercolor painting. I painted flowers from my garden, nostalgic hats from my youth, and faces glimpsed on the London Underground—each painting was a silent memory made tangible.

Now, at 95, I write letters by hand. I’m learning the simple joy of baking rye bread. I still breathe deeply each morning. Laughter remains precious, though I no longer feel the need to make others laugh. Quietness is sweeter than ever.

I’m writing this today to share something simple and true:

Growing older isn’t a final act—it can be life’s most exquisite chapter if you allow yourself to bloom once more.

Let the years ahead be your treasure years.
You don’t have to be perfect, famous, or adored.
You only need to be present—fully—for the life that’s yours.

With warmth and gentle love,
— Patricia Routledge

RIP

Combination class for ladies starting in Eyrecourt Hall this Thursday 2nd of October at 7pm. This is a lovely mix of exercises (adapted or progressed to suit the individual) and some yoga and relaxation to finish. People can pair up and chat as we go through the exercises or they can have some time to themselves and go through the exercises alone. A lovely social class, no pressure on anyone. You do what you can and feel comfortable with on the day.