Suggesting to your other half that you could celebrate St Valentine's Day
with a nice romantic night in the boozer won't win you too many points.
There are few women who think eight pints of lager count as foreplay and,
after a bellyful of beer, most men would be fit for nothing more energetic than
a bout of hog-like snoring.
Similarly, the invitation of a night down the docks is more likely to earn a slap around the chops than undying love.
However, the Old Brewhouse in Arbroath puts the ardour into harbour. It is an
atmospheric old pub situated within spitting distance of the seawall and town
harbour.
Granted, your girlfriend is still unlikely to mistake you for Indiana Jones.
But the weather can make a trip to the Old Brewhouse seem a bit of a romantic
adventure.
When the wind is up, the waves can rise to 80 feet before they come over the
wall and lash the front of the pub.
The Old Brewhouse's address is 3-5 High Street, but the locals call it Danger
Point.
During the wildest storms, customers have to enter from the sidedoor rather
than risk a severe soaking.
Once inside, you can dry off in front of the open fire and soak up the
historic ambience.
In one form or another the Old Brewhouse has been standing since the 16th
century. Over the years, it has been a school, a butcher's shop and even a
fishmarket.
Some say that it's haunted by the ghost of Auld Meg, a pipe-smoking fishwife
who lived in the house.
Neither Auld Meg nor her pipe made an appearance the night we were in, but
there were plenty of other reminders of Arbroath's fishy history.
Ropes, model lighthouses and fishing creels combine with the anchors and
compasses that are stencilled onto the walls to make the place feel like an
octopus' garden.
Had the women behind the bar had mermaids' tails rather than feet and toes,
it would not have been a complete shock.
The beamed ceiling in one of the two bar areas is covered with bank notes
from every corner of the earth.