Mea culpa, mea culpa. That recipe WAS in my Donna Hay magazine - I just hadn't flipped far enough. Endless teasing from Future Husband (who was wonderful enough to try and alter that photo in photoshop so we could read what the dessert was called and find the recipe on the Donna Hay web site).
Sorry, sorry, sorry, FH. You are the best! And I am an idiot.