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Pete and I decided to have our own little coffee morning and share some insight into what great big nerds we are whilst also having a little mutter about Movember and begging for more money.

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Rob and Pete

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Scones

Posted: 23/10/2015 in Bunny Chow
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My Buddy Tori challenged me to bake some scones and as I’ve managed to blow the element in my oven Pete kindly offered me the use of his kitchen and also his somewhat questionable video recording skills, we had to resort to the manual in order to figure out how to use his camera.

_ETE2315for ingredients we used:

  • 225ish grams of self-raising flour
  • 25 grams of golden caster sugar
  • 55 grams of butter
  • 150 ml of Milk
  • pinch of salt
  • an egg to glaze
  • we forgot to add a pinch of baking powder

scones

I know that we sound a little stilted but we’re still learning,

Please keep in touch for future updates and let us know what you think.

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Rob and Pete

having thoroughly enjoyed the process of filming myself eating hot sauce and some Jelly Beans I decided to up the production values from using an £8 webcam and it’s built-in microphone and collaborate with my buddy Pete another local photographer to try to do something a little better. This is our first attempt.

We hope you like it and would love to hear your suggestions for what we can do next and anything we may have done wrong. Please share the hell out of it on social media and consider subscribing to my YouTube video for more updates as we become more proficient in the craft.

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Rob and Pete

 

Dear friends and family,

for the love of god please don’t do what I just did.

Hope you are all well

TTFN

Rob aka Mr Bunny Chow

Howdy blog reading people,

I continue to be rubbish about keeping you in the loop but today I thought I’d do something different and upload a video with terrible audio of my trying my old school buddy Tim’s Hot Sauce that he very kindly sent me all the way from Dallas Texas.

I hope you give it a watch and let me know if I should record any more video’s of me making a fool of myself on camera.

ttfn

Rob aka Mr Bunny Chow

this is me

                          This is me

I’ve written and deleted many similar posts over the last year but I thought that it was time I answered this question.

So where have I disappeared to over the last couple of years?

I suppose I should go back some ways to where I was when I first went missing. When you last heard from me I was managing a call centre for a group of car dealerships. I enjoyed the role and in the set up phase of the department I enjoyed the challenge but it was hardly fulfilling and financially it got to the point where Mrs BC and I were paying for me to go to work. Childcare costs were spiraling out of control and when you add in the cost of petrol and feeding myself it was just no longer viable to continue in my role and the decision was made for me to become a full-time dad and Mrs BC (she’s a lawyer) to become the primary breadwinner of the family.

I won’t begin to even try to gloss over this, it has been tough on us as a family and me as a man, I am a shit cleaner, really really shit, Mrs BC blames Granny BC for spoiling me. I have had to find ways to entertain the kids, I have had to try to keep everything running smoothly. I have had to try to keep my macho head screwed on to my emasculated body. The first year disappeared almost instantly in a blur of kiddy play centres and chaos.

Photographically I did a small amount of work, you probably saw a little bit of it here, other bits I failed to blog about as I withdrew further and further up my own rear end. I began hiding things from my wife, I chose to hide my boredom and dissatisfaction with my lot, I became very good at putting on a mask. I was basically spiralling into the black hole of depression without picking up on it myself.

I should have known better, many people close to me over the years have suffered from depression. I always tried to be supportive but I never really understood why they couldn’t fix things with a few beers and a hangover.

Well anyway I’m an arsehole, DEPRESSION is an evil bitch and it will sneak up and bite you in the arse. I won’t go into the details of the big row that nearly ended my marriage to the one I love most in this world but it did make me wake up and speak up. I first visited my GP to discuss my head in January 2014 and the long slow road to trying various drugs, reading a million things about depression and eventually a little therapy, this is ongoing and I am by no means fixed but I’m going to jump around a bit for those who don’t know me outside of the blogosphere.

Anyway back into the chronology of where I’ve been, Mrs BC managed to secure a role with a new firm in the West Country of England and I managed to persuade her that it was now or never that we should escape London (Croydon’s) smog and we managed to sell up and buy a new bigger, shinier, although less characterful home in a small town about 20 miles south of Bristol.

While awaiting the long, slow, tedious process of house moving Granny BC and Grand Dad BC visited from Zimbabwe and we managed to spend a delightful week getting pissed with them in Malta. It was a much-needed interlude in the whole stressful process of packing up the last eightish years and dealing with lawyers and estate agents and all those other people Mrs BC normally has power over and didn’t.

Once back on Mud Island things progressed simultaneously at snail’s pace and a million miles an hour. We decided to hire someone to pack and move everything, (this was a disaster that may be the subject of a future post). Mrs BC began her job on the other side of the country and negotiations floundered and nearly collapsed as our buyers solicitor seemed incapable of pulling their finger out of their bottom and picking up the phone. I’ll say nothing more at the risk of inadvertently calling him an incompetent prat or something similar when I honestly am not qualified to judge their ability to do their job.

The day to leave our first family home came, everything we owned was packed into a couple of lorries and cars and we moved along the M4 to our new seaside home.

I began the process of unpacking lots and lots of stuff, deciding on the DIY priorities and what was best left to the professionals. Gold and maroon wallpaper and flooring were definitely delegated to others while I changed cupboard doors and did IKEA assembly and shelf hanging etc. I even built myself a little pub in the garden shed.

I might do a post about my pub one day too.

I quickly found a new GP as whilst I’d managed to secure a prescription for enough medication to see me through somehow during the move the repeat prescription had been mislaid and stocks were dangerously low. I saw several new doctors and was essentially dismissed as a drama queen. Mrs BC eventually stepped in as she had luckily come across a competent and lovely young doctor and with a quiet word from my beloved she agreed to see me. She immediately doubled my medication and referred me to a counselling service.

Daily walks on the beach with the dogs (oh yes we got a new dog too, I’ll tell you about her another time) were doing me wonders and then my eldest was due to start school, real school with a uniform and a dickhead in charge kind of school. My youngest was sent off to a nursery for a couple of mornings a week. My head melted. I was no longer needed. I disagreed with the headmaster, I must be a bad parent because everything I thought I’d learned was suddenly under question.

I undertook an eight week group cognitive therapy course. It helped a lot, I have learned many coping mechanisms for my illness, I have also come to realise that this illness has manifested itself in me many times in the past and I’ve gotten through. I will get through again.

Today though I have reached the point where I have been weaned off my medication and am without therapy. I am not on speaking terms with my eldest’s headmaster. Mostly because he has no clue how to deal with adults who don’t immediately click their heels together and shout “Sieg heil mein Führer” when he says something should be so.

I am still positive though because I’m not going to finish writing this post before I see my GP to discuss future medications and I’ve also received a phone call since I started writing about coming in for a future therapy assessment on a one to one basis.

I apologise for neglecting you my friends, you have always been there for me and never judged me. Putting all of the above down on metaphorical paper has truly helped me. I need to talk to my friends both here and in the real world and I hope that at least one person who reads this will open up to those that they love. Depression is a disease, it is nothing to be ashamed of, mental illnesses have too much stigma and people have their own problems but everyone should be open to discussing the irrational shit in their heads. This video might help.

I am not going to promise that I’ll be a better blogger but if you do still care about me then please pop over to Facebook and say hello, I spend a lot more time there at the moment than I do here. Otherwise I always read all of my comments here and occasionally pop into blogs like Cindy’s and TBM’s. They’re good people, you should read about what they have to say.

Don’t be a douche like me and hide behind a happy funny mask.

If you’d like to hear more from me then please let me know in the comments and or subscribe.

TTFN

Mr Bunny Chow aka Rob the Douche

Greetings to all my loyal friends and followers, I thought that I would take a little time out to share a few things with you.

My new camera (Canon EOS 6D for those of you not paying attention) has finally arrived, I can’t recommend that you stay further away from www.valuebasket.com , yes I got a fantastic deal but their customer service is non existent and their lead times in today’s world are just unacceptable, especially seeing as they felt the need to lie to me about them on a regular basis. I could have dealt with a three week lead time if I’d been told that’s how long it was going to take at the point of order, instead it began at 3-5 days then 7-10 days then 7-10 working days, then in the next few days with none of their staff having the first idea what was actually going on. Still I have my baby and I’ve named him Luke, he is an ugly baby, but boy oh boy does he take some purdy pictures.

As I am now taking my photography more seriously as a business I was having a difficult time explaining the brand behind Mr Bunny Chow, and whilst Mr Bunny Chow is going nowhere I am now going back to my roots as a blogger on these pages and have re-branded  my Facebook page to my real name www.facebook.com/robtwigwood and also launched a very simple professional site www.robtwigwood.com please check them out and let me know what you think.

Since Luke arrived I’ve been lucky enough to go out on two occasions with Lee from Lenses of Croydon and Inner Circle Photography, last weekend we went into London to look at the Taylor Wessing Portrait Exhibition in the National Portrait Gallery followed by a wander around Borough Market. This was definitely a learning process for me, I adore the way that Luke’s depth of field is super shallow in comparison to  my experiences on a crop frame camera, I am not going to get too geeky on you here but I definitely need to be super careful not to over use this. It is also incredible how much clearer photo’s are at much higher ISO’s than my older camera. I am a very happy boy.

see what I mean about the super shallow depth of field

see what I mean about the super shallow depth of field

pretty owl biscuits

pretty owl biscuits

loved how vibrant these olives looked

loved how vibrant these olives looked

mmmm bacon

mmmm bacon

could this cheese seller be more French?

could this cheese seller be more French?

yummy cheese

yummy cheese

pretty merengues

pretty meringues

This Saturday Lee and I again ventured into London to go on a photowalk with the internationally infamous Australian Photographer and Youtube celebrity Matt Granger. The walk was pretty fun and it was great to meet so many like minded photographers, although as it was super busy we didn’t get as much time to pick Matt’s brain as we would have liked, just observing the way in which he interacts with people was fascinating. I managed to pick up a few shots that I was really happy with. While I’m here I’d like to highlight the http://www.savethesouthbank.com/ website, as I passionately believe that this park is culturally important to London and would hate for it to disappear.

tracking shot within the South Bank Skate Park, again please sign their petition.

tracking shot within the South Bank Skate Park, again please sign their petition.

just a candid portrait I liked

just a candid portrait I liked

Lee being Lee

Lee being Lee

the winter sun catching St Pauls

the winter sun catching St Paul’s Cathederal

Matt Granger (in the middle) being creepy with an Ice Light

Matt Granger (in the middle) being creepy with an Ice Light

could you get a more London shot of London?

could you get a more London shot of London?

So what next for me and Mr Bunny Chow?

I am currently taking bookings for next years wedding season so please do put me in touch with anyone getting married, having babies or doing anything else they might want photographing, I believe my rates are highly competitive and I’ll always do my best to work within any budget.

Hope you are all well

TTFN

Mr Bunny Chow (aka Rob)