Ridgy-didge

Are you ridgy-didge? - Do you really mean that? Are you telling the truth?

‘Colin Reeves,’ I said. ‘He′s ridgy-didge, is he?’ ‘Yeah, young Reeves is solid,’ Bob said. ‘Straight up and down. Although you′d never know it from the way he looks these days . . .’

‘Bullshit.′ ‘No, it′s ridgy-didge. I kid you not.’

In the normal scheme of things a senior editor would have agreed on the sum with the seller having already defrayed the costs around the group, asking for, say, $3000 from each of the Sundays after assuring them the photos were ‘ridgy-didge’.

2001, Bryce Courtenay, Four Fires, Volume 1, 2010, Large print edition, page 278, Sit them in the dam, wait for the fire to pass over, everything will be ridgy-didge.

‘[…]I don′t know if I would have managed a commission. I don′t know if I was bright enough for that. But I was a pretty ridgy-didge soldier.’