Hi!
I just signed the petition “Allow international observers to monitor this year’s general election.” on Change.org.
It’s important. Will you sign it too? Here’s the link:
Thanks!
Mr Bunny Chow
Hi!
I just signed the petition “Allow international observers to monitor this year’s general election.” on Change.org.
It’s important. Will you sign it too? Here’s the link:
Thanks!
Mr Bunny Chow
Reblogged from Birding in Zimbabwe:
Oh my ! How forgetful and dumb can one be ?
Ooops - not dumb - just forgetful .....
I completely forgot a whole country !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
If you want to visit this magnificent part of the Nyika Plateau as a Zambian, or from Zambia, you, unfortunately, have to first come into Malawi and go in from the east !!
We popped over - because we could - and added country five to our journey!
Reblogged from Birding in Zimbabwe:
Hi all
I'm back for the final stretch .......
When we left off last time we had made it all the way back to Mt Rungwe just north of Tukuyu in south western Tanzania.
We made an early departure (another big thank you is due to the Clowes family) and headed for Malawi.
After crossing the Songwe River and doing all the normal customs and immigration stuff we were off southwards back down Lake Malawi, past Livingstonia and back up onto the escarpment.
I know the below article from Outdoor Life Magazine is controversial but I want to share it anyway because as a Zimbabwean it is a subject close to my heart. I know the article is about Tanzania but the subject is transferable except that the percentages in Zimbabwe’s case are even higher with regular tourism not bringing in anything like as much as the big game hunters.
I personally have never hunted a lion and even if the national lottery came a calling would the desire ever possess me, I have hunted plains game for meat though and would do so again tomorrow if the opportunity and finances presented themselves.
What do my readers think?
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow
Hunting: The Only Way to Save the African Lion
The New York Times ran an editorial Sunday arguing that the only thing that can save the African lion is legalized hunting.
In the piece, director of wildlife for the Tanzanian Ministry of Natural Resources and Tourism Dr. Alexander N. Songorwa explains that American sport hunters constitute 60 percent of that country’s trophy hunting market and that money from this group finances Tanzania’s game reserves and wildlife management areas. Yes, Dr. Songorwa points out that some of the money for these operations comes from tourists but “[hunters] pay thousands of dollars to pursue lions with rifles and take home trophies from what is often a once-in-a-lifetime hunt. Those hunters spend 10 to 25 times more than regular tourists and travel to (and spend money in) remote areas rarely visited by photographic tourists.”
The editorial continues by breaking down how that money impacts the country.
“In Tanzania, lions are hunted under a 21-day safari package. Hunters pay $9,800 in government fees for the opportunity. An average of about 200 lions are shot a year, generating about $1,960,000 in revenue. Money is also spent on camp fees, wages, local goods and transportation. And hunters almost always come to hunt more than one species, though the lion is often the most coveted trophy sought. All told, trophy hunting generated roughly $75 million for Tanzania’s economy from 2008 to 2011.”
If the United States Fish and Wildlife lists the African lion as endangered, as many are proposing, the decision would be “would be disastrous to [Tanzania's] conservation efforts.”
Lion hunting, of course, is heavily regulated in Tanzania. Females and lions under 6 years of age may not be hunted.
For now…
If the USFWS lists the African lion as endangered, no one from the US will be hunting them.
it’s been a while since I’ve done any random waffling and warbling in these pages and I thought it was about time I changed that.
Christmas is rapidly approaching and as usual I am woefully unprepared, Mrs BC is impossible to buy for that only guidelines I have are that kitchenware is out for some reason, things that smell nice are out, clothing is out, jewellery is out. That doesn’t leave me with a whole bunch of choices, never mind that fact that all of our friends will also turn to me for guidance as they too are fully aware that she’s impossible. I’ve even tried the hugely unsubtle, “what do you want for Christmas dearest, sweetcheeks?” the response was the very helpful ”A present”.
The boys should be easy but are proving equally frustrating, they have so many toys and the youngest at 16 months is clueless about christmas, I have no doubt he’ll enjoy ripping up paper and playing with boxes but as yet he has no concept of sharing or ownership, basically he see’s the world with everything being his. The Monkey on the other hand just wants everything, his obsession with Scooby Doo is still showing no sign of abating and whilst I can think of worse things, I mean he could be obsessed by a purple dinosaur or the teletubbies, there are only so many Scooby Doo related accessories and toys one very small house can hold.
It is now only three weeks until I finish paid employment for the forseeable future and I’m beginning to panic about how I’m going to entertain the boys day in and day out, I know I’ll never be fully prepared it’s just one of those things I’m going to have to practice and work on. My only starting point is that there will be no daytime television. Thankfully they are both great readers and I have at least a couple of art projects in the back of my head to get us started.
It’s all very daunting and exciting though.
My other news for the week is that the sweet little disease ridden darlings have been kind enough to bless Mrs Bunny Chow and I with colds. I’m not a fan waking up feeling like I’m still a smoker (I haven’t been for years) or that I’ve been inhaling pure pollen through my nose through the night, seriously I’ve spent the day leaking from every upper orifice whilst hawking up crunchy stuff from my lungs, I mean surely that can’t be good.
I know winter has arrived (Canadian readers I know you’re tough) but I don’t approve of having to scrape ice off of my car in the mornings or the fact that there is still frost on the ground at lunchtime. I’m from Africa though, I can deal with cold as long as it’s safe for T Shirts and shorts to be worn by the middle of the day, in fact I don’t like anything below about 20C (70ish F). I’ve lived on Mud Island for fifteen years by the end of this year and I still struggle with winter. I mean seriously is global warming such a bad idea, can I afford a V8?
Ok that’s enough whining from me.
I hope you have a great weekend
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow
Reblogged from Birding in Zimbabwe:
Hi All
I'm back............
Let's continue on our journey.
We left off last time with a fantastic breakfast of the Nesbitt Castle and me telling you that AJS is not a birder but he is passionate about the history of Rhodesia/Zimbabwe – a passion he has had since a boy. We filled up with fuel and headed south, past Chipangali Wildlife Orphanage…
first off I wanted to say a huge thank you to all of you who read these random ramblings of mine, I’ve now reached the landmark of 100 wordpress.com followers and having that support and following has been great. As some of you longer term readers will know I started rambling around on the web in frustration at shoddy customer service and to give poor Mrs Bunny Chow a break from listening to me whining. At the time I’d never even read any blogs and had no idea that this community even existed or dreamed that I could become part of it.
Blogging has become a hobby for me and keeps me out of trouble, I became really down a week or so ago when a close friend began questioning why I would be “doing shit drawings and putting them all over the internet” well my friend I do them because it’s my hobby and I gain pleasure from it and thanks to you good people out here in the blogosphere seem to gain something from my photography and art, I could have retaliated in person and attacked his passions and questioned what led him to do what he does in his free time but I was grown up enough to drop it and remember that art is subjective, just because he might not like what I am doing that’s entirely his right to make that decision and whilst my feelings at the time were deeply deeply hurt and poor Mrs Bunny Chow had to listen to me griping and whining, having allowed myself time to simmer I realise that in reality I would defend to the end his right to his opinions, I may not agree with them but the internet is a wonderful democracy and if he chooses not to enjoy my artistic that’s his prerogative, I’m not going to give up my hobby because it doesn’t float the boat of someone else, be they a real life friend or the occasional internet troll.
Next I’d like to talk about artistic inspiration, it’s a topic I’ve covered a couple of times before in these pages but would like to touch on again inspired by the lovely Patricia over at Pixygiggles who asked about artistic Mojo and how creativity can be commanded, well the simple answer is that it can’t be commanded, well at least not by me, there are plenty of weeks that go by where I battle to keep taking pictures but I keep going. I draw my inspiration and ideas from a variety of sources, Google+ and especially the Project 52 list have thus far inspired at least 34 posts with plenty more to come, Nick and Shannon from www.nickexposed.com and http://seeingspotsphoto.wordpress.com/ have been equally inspiring with their monthly community collaboration projects.
Then there are just people like the aforementioned Patricia who goes out of her way day after day to share her interpretation of the world and what it means to her at any given time, I’ve discovered so many people who inspire me to go out and create on a daily basis, I don’t share every failure with you but I do share plenty of them and do you know what sometimes I cringe but more often I’ll just look back with pride and think I created that, sure I’ve learned a lot about photography in the last year or so and might approach things differently if faced with the same opportunities today but isn’t that what learning is all about, do golfers ever shoot that perfect round and think sod it that’s enough I’ll quit now?
Phew this is turning into something of a rant, deep breath, I started writing today because I wanted to thank all of you who have welcomed me and inspired me to keep going and enjoy myself, at the end of the day this is my little fiefdom but all of you make it a happy little fiefdom so thank-you for being you.
My last little ramble is to ask opinions of phonography and the proliferation of filter apps like instagram and hipstamatic, I keep changing my mind about them, they’re fun, they’re quirky, they’re always in your pocket but the pictures that come out of them are crap, yet it’s that same crapness that I somehow like about them and keep finding myself drawn back to even when editing my photographs from my camera I find myself drawn back to retro feeling editing styles, is this because of the cliché or just because it’s what I’ve always found aesthetically appealing, I’m not sure I can answer that at the moment so I’ll leave the floor open for your thoughts.
The pictures interspersed throughout this post are not new, they’re just a few I’ve chosen because I liked them and felt like sharing them, I’m pretty sure they’ve all been seen in these pages before but if they’re new to you I hope you like them and if you don’t then that’s fine too.
Comment your lives away.
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow
I’ve been neglecting you my friends, and I’m sorry, sometimes the creative juices just don’t flow beyond my own four walls and I don’t want to keep boring you with near identical pictures of my kids as cute as they may be to me I’m sure that despite my bias to the world at large they are just kids with foppish hair and silly grins.
This weeks theme was portraits and my initial intention was to do some portraits of Mrs Bunny Chow’s cousin the very talented rapper Twig who we had a braai (barbecue) with on Saturday, I really did have good intentions, I got my camera out, I snapped some pictures of the kids in the garden, we talked about lenses and aperture and geeky stuff and then the sun got to me and reminded me that I was unfairly hung over (it was unfair I honestly didn’t have that much to drink the night before and can normally get away with plenty more, sometimes hangovers are just like that) and all good intentions went out the window with nothing useable captured.
Hmmmm well with that one out of the window I was left with either begging Mrs Bunny Chow to pose for me (slim chance of that happening) or utilising my amazing Mother who thankfully flew in to attend the Alzheimer University a fantastic course designed to help Alzheimer’s Societies from around the world. She’s very honoured to be representing the Zimbabwean Alzheimer’s Association and I’m very proud to be her son as she continues to give of her time to this wonderful organisation.
Still we’re here to talk about photography and pictures so here is my chosen portrait of my mother.

I know it’s becoming a bit of a cliché at the moment but I’ve given a light retro twist to the edit.
I may have to get creative again next week as the suggested theme is sunsets (yes I know they happen every day) and I’m not sure if or when I’ll have the opportunity to capture a new one as currently sunset falls smack in the middle of bed and bathtime and I don’t want to reach back in to the archives for an older picture to share in this series.
I hope that you’ve all had a great week and I promise that I’ll be making more time for you in the coming weeks.
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow
firstly the big news of the day, I have just discovered that I am related to Zimbabwe’s big olympic medal hope, the beautiful Kirsty Coventry, she’s a close relative, she’s my mothers, cousins, grandsons fiance. So there you go I’m related to an olympic medal winner, world champion, world record-breaking athlete, who’d have thunk it.
Anyway this week I’m clutching at the most tenuous of straws again when it comes to following the guidelines of this project (Animals) but after taking several dozen pictures of Bunny Chow this week I’ve not really been very pleased with any of them and my cants have been uncooperative then this morning I’ve been doodling whilst on the phone at work and before I knew it I’d doodled this picture of Wol who I’m very proud of.

Owl took Christopher Robin’s notice from Rabbit and looked at it nervously. He could spell his own name WOL, and he could spell Tuesday so that you knew it wasn’t Wednesday, and he could read quite comfortably when you weren’t looking over his shoulder and saying “Well?” all the time, and he could……A.A.Milne
In case you are wondering about my spelling Wol refers back to several quotes from the dyslexic Owl in the genius of the great A A Milne’s House at Poo Corner. In case you are wondering about what sort of owl Wol is the answer is he’s a generic horned owl from my imagination. Maybe a Scops Owl because they’re cute and go prrrp.
Hope you’ve had a great week, next week we’re going to be looking at textures until then
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow
I know, I know I shouldn’t keep banging on about my fathers blog but I had to share this quick link through to his latest post with fantastic pictures from his recent guiding trip to Hwange.
http://birdingzimbabwe.com/2012/08/01/hwange-birding-3/
Please do pop on over and check it out, he’s once again made me jealous of his adventures into the African hinterland, I’m not even a birder, in fact birding bores me, I couldn’t have grown up with my father without inheriting a fraction of his knowledge and a huge amount of his passion for the African bush though.
Keep ‘em coming Pa.
TTFN
Mr Bunny Chow