Can heritage be romantic? Without a doubt. I met my wife nearly 40 years ago while I was excavating an old abbey in Shrewsbury — my chat-up line was: “Would you like to see my medieval cesspits?” Surprisingly — very surprisingly — it worked, and we’ve remained together ever since.
I wouldn’t recommend such a line to anyone who is not an archaeologist, but I would always champion the romance of ruins, ancient monuments and historic buildings. London is full of these places where couples may clasp hands against an iconic backdrop. Of these, Hampstead Heath glows bright, as if blessed by St Valentine.
