Laura Freeman - Contributors to Slightly Foxed Magazine

Laura Freeman is a freelance writer and critic. She writes for the Spectator, Times, Sunday Times, Daily Telegraph, Sunday Telegraph, Evening Standard, Apollo, Standpoint and TLS.

Her work has been short-listed for Feature Writer of the Year at the British Press Awards.

www.laurasfreeman.com

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Chekhov and Oysters

Laura Freeman on Charles Gibson-Cowan, The Voyage of the Evelyn Hope

The night the Evelyn Hope sailed from Hamble, there were sausages, potatoes and fried tomatoes cooked on a Primus stove for dinner. The captain opened a bottle of beer. It took three days for the boat to reach Le Havre. There the captain and his first mate disembarked and ordered a dinner of moules marinières, followed by nougat and Calvados. The diners were Charles Gibson-Cowan and Elizabeth David.

1 Jun 2016

Let’s Bofe

Laura Freeman on A. A. Milne, It’s Too Late Now: The Autobiography of a Writer

What we expect from Milne is lightness. Pooh carried up by his balloon. Piglet blowing dandelion seeds. Bounding Tigger. The depth of missing, of emptiness when Ken is gone from It’s Too Late Now, comes as a shock. Deeper than the Very Deep Pit that Pooh and Piglet dig to catch a Heffalump. More desolate than Eeyore without his tail.

1 Mar 2018

The Paris Effect

Laura Freeman on Nancy Mitford’s Parisian novels

Brimming. That was how I spent my first weeks in Paris. Brimming with tears at the smallest setback. For Nancy Mitford’s Northey in Don’t Tell Alfred, dispatched to Paris to be secretary to Fanny Wincham, the new Madame l’Ambassadrice at the British Embassy, it is the ‘cruel food’ of France that sets her off. Beef consommé. Brimming. Lobster. Brimming. Foie gras. Brimming. ‘A Frenchman on board told me what they do to sweet geese for pâté de foie gras,’ says Northey at dinner on her first night at the Ambassador’s Residence. ‘Very wrong and stupid of him,’ says Fanny.

1 Mar 2019

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