A sailor friend of mine said the best fish & chips he ever had were in Gibraltar. He also said never mess with Her Majesty’s Royal Marines. :-)
Does anyone really need to be told that? I mean, we're talking about the men who, a few years back, invaded Spain accidentally. If someone hadn't checked the map, they could have taken Madrid.
(Background -- a Royal Marine exercise went awry a while back. They were supposed to storm Gibraltar, but landed on the Spanish coast. A beach full of saggy-breasted topless women and fat men in weenie-bikinis were all, like, ¿Que?)