Not a turkey in sight

Hello, I have just woken up from a food coma.
I got to Oz safe and sound, so safely and soundly, in fact, that I am still waiting for something disastrous to happen. So far the only misfortune I have suffered is that I got sick on the day I left – swollen glands, headache, blocked nose and no voice – which is not much fun on a 22 hour flight. Now six days later I am still croaky and snotty because the ‘Christmas spirit’ (read excessive drinking) and flu don’t make for a very good match, but were both were unavoidable.
I can speak again now, but cognitive activity is still limited, so I am going to let the images do the talking. Show and no tell.
Christmas eve canapes
Olive, goat's cheese and roast cherry tomato tartlets

