Damson Sauce

For a particular breed of home cook who might be called the broodies, the end of the damson season means preserves, wine and a freezer full of purée. The rest of us find that we have an energy problem. You know the picture: you get home with a couple of pounds of the sour little black plums. But you feel tired and the idea of jelly-making defeats you. So you leave the brown paper bags in the salad box of the fridge. For the next three days, they nag at your conscience, but then you forget a