Good shoes are hard to find in Cheltenham, and Charles Clinkard is the closest you will get. A…read moresmall store, hence only a small selection, however a number of Church's are available which I like!

I was recently in Cheltenham for a week with work and was 'fortunate' enough to be able to take the…read morehusband & kids with me. Unfortunately my 4yr old decided he'd wear a hole in one of his shoes while we were there. Greatdespite my best efforts, I couldn't think of a single place I could get kids shoes and claim it on expenses! So failing that, we headed to Clarks. This was a pretty-much standard branch as you get in every town centre. The lady who served us was pleasant, not particularly exciting, but perfectly nice. She measured his feet - an achievement, as he usually screams blue murder when the foot guage comes out! - and then brought us a selection of shoes. I'd asked if she could just bring us stuff in the sale, but typically she brought a selection of every price range, and typically my son wanted the most expensive pair available. So with our backsides smacked to the tune of £28 we left with a pair of shoes. Which, two weeks later, he is complaining hurt his feet. Best £28 I've ever spent.

A good old-fashioned shoe shop. Not the biggest stock, but by far the most reliable place I've…read morefound in Cheltenham for getting my daughter's feet measured. If she doesn't need new shoes, they are more than happy to say so. We've barely had to wait to be served, which is probably not great from their business perspective, but is brilliant as a customer.

A good old traditional department store, part of the House of fraser chain, which specialises in…read morequality items. Everything from Homeware, to menswear, ladies wear, perfume, make-up, shoes etc. Also benefits from a busy coffee shop. The restaurant is however a dissapointment being dated and dull

I haven't been to Cavendish House for about 20 years and nor will I ever again. Let me explain why…read more I used to visit when I was home on leave from the Forces but on one occasion I was prevented from entering by a very pompous and unpleasant Doorman. I'd smiled at him and said 'Good morning', as I always did - perhaps this one was new, as I didn't recognize him. He simply looked down his nose at me as though I'd made a bad smell and stepped in front of me as I was about to enter. I asked him what was wrong and, rather than replying, he just gave me the most disdainful stare. I had no idea what the problem was. I wasn't in my Sunday Best but I was certainly presentable - clean clothes, clean shaven, smart hair cut as you'd expect from a military type. He looked old enough to have done National Service himself. I politely asked him again what the problem was and again he said nothing, just continuing to look at me with utter contempt. When I wrote to Store Management, I received no reply. I was utterly disgusted and can only put it down to snobbery.