Casemates Square, March 2017. I can honestly say that Gibraltar is one of the strangest places I’ve ever been to. But in a good way! Red telephone boxes, colonial style pubs and bobbies on the beat. Authentic Indian food, fish and chips, tea and scones… newsagents selling Ripples, Double Deckers and sticks of rock. It really is Britain (!), but with year-round sunshine and a stunning location perched on the edge of the Alboran Sea. Walking over the border from the Spanish town of La Línea de la Concepción, it took me about twenty minutes down Winston Churchill Avenue before I arrived at this main square. It takes its name from the series of bombproof barracks at the square’s northern end. Built in 1817, today they are home to cafés, shops, restaurants and Gibraltar’s Crystal Workshop. Anyone looking for breakfast should look no further than the wonderful Lord Nelson Pub.