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I’ve continued being useless at sharing with you and for that I apologise, it’s been a busy couple of months, outside of my usual parenting duties, I’ve shot a wedding which I will be sharing some pictures from with you soon as well as been on holiday to Majorca a small Spanish island in the Mediterranean so I thought that today I’d share a couple of holiday pictures and also a couple of my beloved dog and boys.

In other news I have managed to order myself a shiny new camera (Canon EOS 6D for those of you who care) which will hopefully begin paying for itself as I pick up a few more paying jobs. It is something I have wanted to do for a long time because as much as I love my old Canon EOS 10D she’s really just not up to the job of taking quality pictures in anything less than ideal light conditions and as I am marketing myself to shoot weddings and other portraiture I want to be able to deliver the highest quality final product to my customers.

Needless to say I am very excited and promise to share my thoughts on it (I haven’t decided if it will be a boy or girl yet) as soon as it arrives. I went along with ordering from a smaller company knowing it would take longer to get to me because they offered the cheapest deal I could find.

I have also invested in current copies of Lightroom 5 and Photoshop

James and Bunny extra contrast

There is no greater love than that of a small boy and his dog

running bunnySee how happy she is

CRW_4666 We drove around for ages trying to find this monastery, we’re not even entirely sure that this was it or just the church the monks use but it was most definitely closed to the public.

Another day we decided to drive down to Cala de Sa Calobra, the road is absolutely incredible rising to almost 700 metres and then dropping back down to sea level over a space of just 12 kilometres . I unfortunately was concentrating on the  driving so didn’t get any shots of the road (Mrs BC had her eyes most firmly closed for most of the drive and refused point-blank to take the camera) but watch this video I found of youtube to get an idea of what it’s like.

obviously the video isn’t mine so please respect the owners copy right.

At the bottom it is very beautiful but the restaurants are all very expensive and certainly the one we chose was rubbish. The beach is also very beautiful, but not ideal for kids with large pebbles and a quick drop off as opposed to your typical white sandy beaches.

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Well I hope you’ve enjoyed this little update and as I always do I promise to stop being so rubbish at letting you know what’s going on in the world of Mr Bunny Chow and family


Mr Bunny Chow


tut tut tut I have been naughty, I apologise for my laziness when it comes to my original photography project, I have been shooting through out my times of absence and although I was distracted by the scavenger hunt from Nick and Shannon and then my ouch series but I think it’s high time for a bit of a catch up, the pictures were all taken in the correct weeks I’ve just not had the time or perhaps just not made the time to edit and post them here.

Week 25 the theme was love and as I’m in a rush and still feeling anti computer and lazy I’m just going to go with a cliché night shot of some roses.


Week 26 the theme was water and again I’m going to stick with roses


Week 27 the theme was red white and blue.

some people take patriotism a touch too far

Week 28 the theme was my home town which as I don’t live in what I consider to be my home town wasn’t easy so I’ve used my adopted home town of Croydon instead. As Croydon is a pretty grimy, dingy and depressing place I’ve tried to reflect that in my chosen editing style for this shot of Croydon’s iconic 50p building. It has been identified before as one of Britain’s biggest eye sores although I quite like it.


Week 29 the theme was Summer/Winter and as it has been such a crap summer so far I’m again going to share a picture of a dripping wet rose with a grey miserable sky as I’ve yet to get a pretty summers day captured on sensor.

global warming my arse, this is summer?

Thankfully the weather this week is a vast improvement but seeing as I’m still pretty down I’ve stuck with gritty black and white for week 30’s theme of The S-Curve

I promise I’ll do my best to get things back on track and my posts up to date moving forward.

Both this months project from Nick and Shannon and Week 31’s suggested post are “silhouette” so hopefully I’ll be able to combine them and bring you something new and exciting next week.

As I’m sure you can tell from the above pictures themselves I’ve been pretty disheartened and feeling sorry for myself over the last couple of weeks but the sun is shining today and my hand is feeling better every day so whilst I have a few more dark and dreary things that I want to share with you in the pipeline fingers crossed that this dreariness is all in the past now.


Mr Bunny Chow

it’s been a while since I’ve taken the time to talk about anything but photography on these pages but with father’s day around the corner I thought I’d take a little time to talk about my thoughts on fatherhood and what I’ve learned as both a father a son and grandson.

My Grandfather was an engineer of sorts although I only knew him as a retired tinkerer and carpenter who would spend hours in his workshop mending anything for everyone who asked, I recall that he was particularly talented at mending clocks.

GGF BC Lathe

I don’t especially recall much grandfatherly wisdom that he passed to me directly other than him very generously giving me a small bone handled sheath knife when I was probably 6 or 7. I of course promptly cut open my thumb and he did a great job of covering up my injury and whilst I don’t recall the exact story that was given to my mother and grandmother as to how I came by the injury I know for certain that it didn’t involve him giving a small boy a knife.

GGF BC Shopsmith

My own father still has that knife and as I learned much later in life that it was his all along and my grandfather had no right to have given it to me.

A selection of the tools hanging on the wall and my fathers humour.

Sadly Great Grandfather Bunny Chow passed away in my early teens and I never had the pleasure of being able to share a beer with him but I remember his acerbic wit with great fondness.

GGF BC looking out over the workshop he founded but never saw.

His workshop was in the process of being moved to my parents property at the time of his passing as Great Grandmother and he were downsizing into a smaller home.

a wider look at one wall of the workshop

The workshop has lived on as he would have wanted it to with his workbenches, lathe and other shop tools now incorporated as the core of one of my fathers two retirement jobs. Yep you read that correctly he has two jobs in his retirement. Without delving too deeply into politics the mismanagement of the Zimbabwean government essentially means that no one in Zimbabwe has a pension any more and there is no such thing as state assistance so if you don’t work then without the help of friends and family who are likely in similar positions and not able to help out anyway.

not exactly the chosen transport of many retired IT professionals

Still my father managed to nominally retire from corporate IT a few years ago and set himself up as a fixer/mender in the style of Handy Manny. Like Great Grandfather Bunny Chow before him my father is a skilled if formally untrained engineer and a talented electrician and a lifetime in Africa has taught him when best to make use of Zimbabwe’s cheap and plentiful workforce only actually undertaking more technical or quicker jobs himself leaving him plenty of free time to partake in his other business or passion.

my father trying to make a bird watcher out of the young me.

This other business is one of the things that my father passed on to me through osmosis, I’m not by any means a twitcher or birder but with so many of my childhood holidays revolving around travelling to far-flung reaches of Africa to locate endemic birds you cannot help but learn from his infectious excitement. I’m not here to promote his business but those trips into the bush to hunt, fish and bird watch are the things I miss most about life in Africa and the times when I was closest to my father.

I don’t profess to have become a talented engineer or master bushmen through my association with either of these wonderful men, but their wit and passion for what they love have influenced me greatly through my own journey to fatherhood. I can only hope that I will be able to stand up to the standards set by both of these wonderful men in the raising of my own two boys.

at ease the last time we were in the bush together

My father and I live on opposite sides of the world now and sadly won’t be able to spend any time together on father’s day but I know that he will read these words and we’ll share a beer or three with thoughts of each other and our many adventures in the African bush.

The photo’s littered through this post are of their workshop as it is now and my father, my two-minute search failed to dig up one of Great Grandfather Bunny Chow and I together the best I could come up with was the portrait of him in his mayoral robes hanging in his workshop.

Sorry if this has been a bit of a ramble but I have written it as I thought it.

Cheers Pa I love you xxx

Until next time


Mr Bunny Chow