Do you know that I, a Queenslander, of the sunshine state, land of the banana and pineapple, had in my mind right up until a few years ago that pineapples grew on trees?
We were all in the car somewhere in the countryside one day, surrounded by all these fields filled with row after row of spiky looking plants, and I kept thinking to myself, gee those spiky plants sure are popular around here. Then I probably thought of what I was going to cook for dinner, and on a scale of one to ten how much I felt like cooking said dish, when one of the boys piped up.
"Daddy, what are those?"
"They're pineapples mate."
Vague visions of pretty pineapples trees floated through my mind as I squinted really closely from the things growing in the ground to all the roadside stands offering three pineapples for five dollars.
Well it was a long time ago now, and I have progressed from total pineapple ignorance to slight pineapple knowledge, i.e. that they grow in the ground.
Which is where I have put one... kind of. In honour of my marvellous imagination (a way superior word to ignorance, it's all in the angle you look at it) I have placed the pineapples in hanging baskets, and in turn hung them high from the ground, hopefully to resemble the fabulous trees that still reside in my thoughts.
And I still think that trees would be a much better idea.