It's big, it's loud and it's often full of teenage girls. It must be the Liverpool branch of Topshop, that temple of tat which appears to emit the kind of high pitched signal that only the under 25s can hear. Then again, I could just be cynical. After all, I am 'old' (well, if 28 can be considered old nowadays) and I look bloody awful in skinny jeans (mainly because they have the curious capacity to make my thighs look like hippos). I am not the key demographic that these kinds of stores cater to. And, to be generous, their make-up is OK. As is their jewellery (which, unlike the stuff you buy in Primark won't turn your fingers green), their scarves, and even their shoes. Arguably, once you've been to one Topshop, you've been to them all. And I'm certainly not going to disagree with that statement. But, if you want cheap on-trend fashion, quite frankly, this is probably the only High Street store you'll ever need. read more