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	<title>Comments on: Shops past and present: Whiting&#8217;s</title>
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		<title>By: Adrian Leaman</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2014 15:48:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We lived in the old almshouses at 90 Bootham opposite Whitings.  I used to be able to get over to Whitings, buy something, and get back indoors, during an advert break!  We also use to play a game with dinner guests, saying to them, &quot;Name your dessert and we will do it for you.&quot; Whitings would come up trumps, and at high speed.  Belated thanks to the late Mrs Whiting and Mr Hugill.  I hope you have a long and happy retirement.  You deserve it.]]></description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We lived in the old almshouses at 90 Bootham opposite Whitings.  I used to be able to get over to Whitings, buy something, and get back indoors, during an advert break!  We also use to play a game with dinner guests, saying to them, &#8220;Name your dessert and we will do it for you.&#8221; Whitings would come up trumps, and at high speed.  Belated thanks to the late Mrs Whiting and Mr Hugill.  I hope you have a long and happy retirement.  You deserve it.</p>
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		<title>By: Brian Camplin</title>
		<link>http://yorkstories.co.uk/shops-past-and-present-whitings/#comment-473</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 16 Feb 2013 23:37:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Not only were they a good shopkeepers they were good to work for as I was privileged to work for them for approx 10 years&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Not only were they a good shopkeepers they were good to work for as I was privileged to work for them for approx 10 years</p>
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		<title>By: YorkStories</title>
		<link>http://yorkstories.co.uk/shops-past-and-present-whitings/#comment-472</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2012 22:03:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;Glad it wasn&#8217;t just me with the bags of change!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;You captured what I was struggling to say - in the last bit of your first paragraph in particular. It was that &#8216;if you wanted&#8217; - they always seemed to get it right.&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Glad it wasn&#8217;t just me with the bags of change!</p>
<p>You captured what I was struggling to say &#8211; in the last bit of your first paragraph in particular. It was that &#8216;if you wanted&#8217; &#8211; they always seemed to get it right.</p>
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		<title>By: mallory</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2012 10:11:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&lt;p&gt;I also have lived very close by to Whitings, close enough to refer to it as &#8216;next door&#8217;. I could do all my shopping there, from toothbrushes to cheese to spring onions.. it was like having a private larder / food cupboard / wine rack that i could dip into whenever i wanted, staffed by courteous, friendly, but not too over-familiar, staff, who were always willing to pass the time of day with you if you wanted.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i too have offloaded several Kg&#8217;s of very small coins onto them, having bags of coins cheerfully weighed on the scales usually reserved for goods from the deli counter..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;and i too have bumped into the owners down Bootham, looking relaxed and cheerful, rather than forever busy from dawn to dusk, and its still a pleasure to swap a few pleasantries with them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i still live in the same home, but its never felt quite so &#8216;homely&#8217; since Whitings closed, they helped give me a sense of community, of belonging, of my own little shop where they knew me and i knew them..&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i don&#8217;t think i&#8217;ll ever see the likes of it again&#8230;&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I also have lived very close by to Whitings, close enough to refer to it as &#8216;next door&#8217;. I could do all my shopping there, from toothbrushes to cheese to spring onions.. it was like having a private larder / food cupboard / wine rack that i could dip into whenever i wanted, staffed by courteous, friendly, but not too over-familiar, staff, who were always willing to pass the time of day with you if you wanted.</p>
<p>i too have offloaded several Kg&#8217;s of very small coins onto them, having bags of coins cheerfully weighed on the scales usually reserved for goods from the deli counter..</p>
<p>and i too have bumped into the owners down Bootham, looking relaxed and cheerful, rather than forever busy from dawn to dusk, and its still a pleasure to swap a few pleasantries with them.</p>
<p>i still live in the same home, but its never felt quite so &#8216;homely&#8217; since Whitings closed, they helped give me a sense of community, of belonging, of my own little shop where they knew me and i knew them..</p>
<p>i don&#8217;t think i&#8217;ll ever see the likes of it again&#8230;</p>
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