Gibraltar might be on the very tip of Spain but it remains decidedly British, and at no point is this clearer than when the sun has gone down and the alcohol starts to flow. This is a town full of old English boozers, pubs that come dangerously close to being caricatures of the pub. Lager and pub grub is king, with sports on the telly and conversation to be found all night long. Well, all day long too.