frush

Updated: May 21, 2025

Over and above all, I told them of the sarking of the roof, which was as frush as a puddock-stool; insomuch, that in every blast some of the pins lost their grip, and the slates came hurling off.

John Galt - The Annals of the Parish; or, the chronicle of Dalmailing during the ministry of the Rev. Micah Balwhidder