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Gordon H writes:
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| There is a smallish tree in the park just beyond my garden fence which
| bears a damson-like fruit some years. It's a darn nuisance because
| it drops them on my garden, and because small boys climb the tree and
| throw them at my house if they spot them
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| I did try eating one, but it didn't taste like a plum, and the windfalls
| were all bruised.

What did they taste like? And what is the stone like?


Regards,
Nick Maclaren.