Reasty

Much bacon is reasty

So I could pluck a crow with Poet Martial for calling it puire halec, the scauld rotten herring; be he meant that of the fat, reasty Scottish herrings, which will endure no salt, and in one month (bestow what cost on them you will) wax rammish if they be kept.

Moist and muggy weather will turn it reasty sooner than anything.

The on'y flesh meaat we 'ad fur the six on us i' the wik wer' 2 lbs. of what we termed Rang-tank baacon— a reasty article it wer' too — but to me then, even the salt and the reasty crust on it were delicious.

His nose led him to the top of the basement stairs and there almost dissuaded him. Jessica might have been tanning, the atmosphere was so remarkable. He went quietly down into the reasty dark.

Now, I picture the Romanesque beauty of Vinohrady, the reasty—yes, reasty—squalor of Žižkov, with its endless graffiti and bohemian charm, and Jiřího z Poděbrad, with its sea of pink and yellow and blue apartment blocks of various mild hues: a storybook fantasy, an architect's dream.

That said, Sackville-West's 'mild' epic is more capacious than Lembke's line, since it can accommodate an elaboarate poem such as 'Nocturne' with which she closes 'Spring', a poem which celebrates the nightingale's song and the music of the spheres, alongside her efforts 'to document the age-old Kentish skills and processes and the Kentish landscape', such as castrating the male lambs ('He shall turn little rams to little tegs') and carting manure ('the dung-cart with its reasty load').

There's a chap who used to come here used to work at our place we used to call him reasty Roy.