Good Lord!
Actually, approaching Dundee from Fife, along the coastal road through Balmerino, as I often used to do, the view of Dundee across the River Tay has always held a peculiarly Biblical-type splendour for me. Then you cross the bridge...
Dundee has failed to be romantic in my eyes since they knocked down the Scout bar, followed by the closure of the Barracuda (aka The Big Fish).
Dundee, Paris? Are you in Seine?
