Having had refreshing cool drinks out of hollowed-out coconuts, I like hearing of the equivalent in pineapples, and of course, the glorious idea of swimming in water so clear you can see your own shadow on the sea bed.
‘I remember rum and coconut drinks from hollowed-out pineapples; swimming at Doctor’s Cave, the water so clear one seemed to float on nothing save one’s shadow on the floor of the sea.’
Source: Laurie Lee, I Can’t Stay Long (Harmondsworth: Penguin, 1977 ((1975)), p. 195
