The independent-minded quarterly that combines good looks, good writing and a personal approach. Slightly Foxed introduces its readers to books that are no longer new and fashionable but have lasting appeal. Good-humoured, unpretentious and a bit eccentric, it’s more like a well-read friend than a literary magazine.
In this issue: Linda Leatherbarrow goes trout-fishing in America • Paul Evans roams the countryside with Mary Webb while Michele Hanson takes cold comfort • Sophie Masson gets historically romantic • Trevor Fishlock makes the tea • Tim Heald travels to the South China Sea • Rachel Campbell-Johnston goes up the Amazon • Lawrence Sail finds the best of all possible worlds • William Palmer sees ghosts, and much more besides . . .
Dreaming of Home and Haileybury • TIM HEALD on W. Somerset Maugham, Collected Short Stories
The Maladroit Muse • DEREK PARKER on Charles & Lewis Lee, D. B. Wyndham (eds.), The Stuffed Owl: An Anthology of Bad Verse
Brave Old World • LAWRENCE SAIL on Voltaire, Candide
Full Steam Ahead and Damn the Torpedoes • TIM LONGVILLE on the gardening books of Henry Mitchell
A Lost World • ANTHONY SATTIN on Kurban Said, Ali and Nino
Having a Good Cry • ANNE SEBBA on Mrs Gaskell, Sylvia’s Lovers
Wrestling with the Amazons • RACHEL CAMPBELL-JOHNSTON on H. W. Bates, The Naturalist on the River Amazons
Troublesome Ghosts • PAUL EVANS on Mary Webb, Precious Bane
Poste-Freudian Therapy • MICHELE HANSON on Stella Gibbons, Cold Comfort Farm
Hooked • LINDA LEATHERBARROW on Richard Brautigan, Trout Fishing in America
First Class Mail • JOHN SAUMAREZ SMITH on Sylvia Townsend Warner, Letters to William Maxwell
A Tremendous Innings • C. J. DRIVER on the novels of A. G. Macdonell
Unsettled and Unsettling • WILLIAM PALMER on short stories by Walter de la Mare
A Grand Passion • SOPHIE MASSON on the novels of Anya Seton
Going West • GRAEME FIFE on the novels of Nathanael West
Extra for the Bath • TREVOR FISHLOCK on Monica Dickens, My Turn to Make the Tea
About Slightly Foxed
The independent-minded quarterly that combines good looks, good writing and a personal approach. Slightly Foxed introduces its readers to books that are no longer new and fashionable but have lasting appeal. Good-humoured, unpretentious and a bit eccentric, it’s more like a well-read friend than a literary magazine. Read more about Slightly Foxed.
- Bookshops and bookselling
- Smith, John Saumarez
- Steinman, Michael
- Voltaire
- Warner, Sylvia Townsend
- Webb, Mary
- West, Nathanael
- Leatherbarrow, Linda
- Newspapers
- Lee, Charles & Lewis, D. B. Wyndham
- Smith Settle printers, Yorkshire
- Pirkis, Gail & Wood, Hazel
- Dickens, Monica
- Bates, H. W
- Brautigan, Richard
- Campbell-Johnston, Rachel
- De la Mare, Walter
- Driver, C. J.
- Evans, Paul
- Fife, Graeme
- Fishlock, Trevor
- Gaskell, Elizabeth
- Gibbons, Stella
- Hanson, Michele
- Longville, Tim
- Macdonell, A. G.
- Macgregor, Miriam
- Heald, Tim
- Masson, Sophie
- Maugham, W. Somerset
- Maxwell, William
- Mitchell, Henry
- Oliver, Reggie
- Palmer, William
- Parker, Derek
- Reiss, Tom
- Said, Kurban
- Sail, Lawrence
- Sattin, Anthony
- Sebba, Anne
- Seton, Anya
Slightly Foxed Issue 10: From the Editors
At the end of February we travelled north through sleet and snow to see the spring issue of Slightly Foxed coming off the press. As many of you will know, Slightly Foxed is printed by the friendly...
Read moreUnsettled and Unsettling
It could certainly be said that Walter de la Mare has been neglected for far too long. Faber & Faber, who published his work for many years, are bringing out a small volume of his selected poems, but...
Read moreA Tremendous Innings
Ask most readers if they have heard of A. G. Macdonell and you will usually get a blank look, though occasionally you get the response: ‘Oh yes, I’ve heard of England, Their England.’ If you...
Read moreFirst Class Mail
During my early years as a bookseller, much of each day’s business depended on the post: not just brown envelopes enclosing cheques or less welcome envelopes with publishers’ bills, but orders...
Read moreHooked
In 1971, I was living in a road in North London that doesn’t exist now and remember spending a huge part of my student grant on two pairs of hand-made red leather boots, one for each of my...
Read moreThe Maladroit Muse
When I attempted to look up D. B. Wyndham Lewis on the Internet, Google kindly asked me if I didn’t really mean Percy Wyndham Lewis. Emphatically not. The Vorticist painter (whose age, it was...
Read moreDreaming of Home and Haileybury
William Somerset Maugham’s short stories are like the furniture in a grand boarding-house or the home of an elderly aunt. When I read ‘A Man with a Conscience’ or ‘A Winter Cruise’, I am...
Read moreA Lost World
Ali Khan Shirvanshir is the only son of a noble Baku family, a Shiite Muslim who loves the desert, the walls of his city and its Eastern ways. He also loves Nino Kipiani. Nino is a Georgian Christian...
Read moreBrave Old World
I wonder how, if at all, it would be possible to measure the part played in our responses to individual books by the age at which we encounter them. Time enough for the eighteenth century later,...
Read moreWrestling with the Amazons
I went to East Finchley cemetery a while ago. It was cold and damp. A few dead leaves clung soggily to the grass. It felt pretty forsaken. I stood in front of a tomb: a stolid stone pillar with a...
Read moreFull Steam Ahead and Damn the Torpedoes
Even today, most garden writing in Britain is still haunted by the ghosts of Percy Thrower and Arthur Hellyer. It is nuts and bolts stuff – professionals telling amateurs what to plant or build and...
Read morePoste-Freudian Therapy
Read moreTroublesome Ghosts
Every morning, when the dog drags me out, we take the Church Walk behind the shops, through a wrought-iron gateway into the churchyard, passing the old half-timbered Guildhall. There, on a rock...
Read moreA Grand Passion
It was in the school library on a somnolent Sydney summer afternoon that I first met her. A passionate, but bookish and rather inarticulate child, I had recently discovered romantic novels and had...
Read moreGoing West
For most of 1988 I moved about London, from house-sit to house-sit, transporting all the essentials of my life and trade in a 2CV: typewriter, reference books, minimal wardrobe. At some point during...
Read moreExtra for the Bath
At the end of My Turn to Make the Tea, Monica Dickens’s autobiographical local newspaper saga, her heroine Poppy is fired for an act of noble sabotage and replaced by ‘a lad of sixteen fresh from...
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