We kicked around a couple of options, and could well, had Hughesy been more manipulative, have ended up lunching at Tom's Kitchen, but eventually found our way to the cafe at Kings Park, where lunch was late enough to push later mealtimes back so the evening meal, which might or might not materialise depending on the airport's catering arrangements) became less of an issue.
While Madam took herself around the landscape for the next two hours, I sat down and made as much progress on scrawling the backlog as time permitted. As sunset loomed on the horizon it was time to head back into the city, and once we'd reclaimed the luggage took a while taking it easy in Citiplace.