A funcy piece would have been the terminology used when I grew up in Torry.
Bob the baker (fae the copie) would do his rounds into the early evening and if flush, our Ma would give us some money to go and get a funcy piece.
My brother liked a cream bun and mine was a coconut bun.
This was about 6 or 7 at night and sometimes the choice wasn't the best.
I can still smell the lovely smell inside the van after all these years.




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