The Pineapple Inn

‘Ag-​a-​doo-​doo-​doo, push pineapple, shake the tree
Aga-​doo-​doo-​doo, push pineapple, grind coffee
To the left, to the right, jump up and down and to the knees
Come and dance every night, sing with a hula melody
I met a hula mistress somewhere in Waikiki
Well she was sellin’ pineapple, playin’ ukulele
And when I went to the girl, come on and teach me to sway
She laughed and whispered to me, yes come tonight to the bay
The lovely beach, in the sky the moon of Kauai
Around calypso sarong we’ll all be singin’ this song’
Llandaff has some strangely named pubs. The Pineapple is one of them. It was built at the start of the 20^th century alongside a canal. Apparently it is so named because ‘of the regular barge cargo of pineapples.’ In Llandaff? I think the local history fact gatherer may have had too many Pina Coladas here.