Now, I'm no expert on bush foods (I gather my food from the shelves of the supermarket) but I'm pretty sure that eating these tasty looking berries I spied in the gully near my home wouldn't be the smartest of moves.
It's no accident that red is the colour we humans use to indicate danger or stop. So I stopped and I thought of Charles Dickens (as you do).
“On the motionless branches of some trees, autumn berries hung like clusters of coral beads, as in those fabled orchards where the fruits were jewels . . .”
Can't argue with that.