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: Oliver Pritchett reads between the lines • Juliet Gardiner takes us back to the Thirties with R. C. Sherriff’s Greengates • Diana Athill opens up the world of W. G. Sebald’s Austerlitz • Ariane Bankes finds some sea room • John Julius Norwich has something to declare • Sue Gee revels in Old Filth • Daisy Hay has a young visiter [sic] • Anne Boston falls for the Rabbi’s cat • Huon Mallalieu enjoys a life in pictures • Geoff Brandwood totters back to the local • Anthony Wood celebrates John Betjeman’s verse autobiography, and much more besides . . .
Happy Ever After • DAISY HAY on Daisy Ashford, The Young Visiters, or Mr Salteena’s Plan
Something Always Turned Up • HUON MALLALIEU on Edward Ardizzone, The Young Ardizzone
The Child on the Beach • SUE GEE on the novels and short stories of Jane Gardam
Essential Baggage • JOHN JULIUS NORWICH on Maurice Baring, Have You Anything to Declare?
Cheers! • GEOFF BRANDWOOD on Maurice Gorham & Edward Ardizzone, The Local; Back to the Local
Behind the Privet Hedge • JULIET GARDINER on R. C. Sherriff, The Fortnight in September; Greengates
Feline Philosophy • ANNE BOSTON on Joann Sfar, the Le Chat du rabbin series
Tips about Icebergs • SARA WHEELER on Tété-Michel Kpomassie, An African in Greenland
No Swotting . . . • ANTONY WOOD on John Betjeman, Summoned by Bells; Collected Poems
Uncomfortable Truths • DIANA ATHILL on W. G. Sebald, Austerlitz
Besieged by the Sea • ARIANE BANKES on Adam Nicolson, Sea Room: An Island Life
Lighting a Candle for Poetry • HAZEL WOOD on The Candlestick Press
The Girl from the Bogs • CAROLINE JACKSON on the novels of Molly Keane
Spellbound • SARAH CROWDEN on the children’s books of Beverley Nichols
Folliries and Misinformations • DEREK PARKER on John Aubrey, Brief Lives
A Touch of Morton’s • OLIVER PRITCHETT on acknowledgements
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.
- Sherriff, R. C.
- Jackson, Caroline
- Wheeler, Sara
- Wood, Hazel
- Keane, Molly
- Wood, Antony
- Kpomassie, Tété-Michel
- Acknowledgements
- Candlestick Press
- Pirkis, Gail & Wood, Hazel
- Baring, Maurice
- Bankes, Ariane
- Aubrey, John
- Athill, Diana
- Ashford, Daisy
- Ardizzone, Edward
- Betjeman, John
- Boston, Anne
- Brandwood, Geoff
- Crowden, Sarah
- Gardam, Jane
- Gardiner, Juliet
- Gee, Sue
- Gorham, Maurice & Ardizzone, Edward
- Mallalieu, Huon
- Hay, Daisy
- Nichols, Beverley
- Nicolson, Adam
- Norwich, John Julius
- Parker, Derek
- Pritchett, Oliver
- Sebald, W. G.
- Sfar, Joann
Slightly Foxed Issue 28: From the Editors
Predictably perhaps, given the season, it’s all go here at Slightly Foxed, what with dispatching the new book bags (for which there’s been a gratifying demand – hurry while stocks last!),...
Read moreHappy Ever After
Read moreCover Artist: Slightly Foxed Issue 28, Howard Phipps, ‘Downs in Winter’
Read more‘The world seemed a less dismal place . . .’
‘I was away for the last few days and came back very depressed about the referendum result and full of foreboding. Yesterday as I was checking through my mail I read this message. I laughed at the...
Read moreUncomfortable Truths
There is no book more haunting than W. G. Sebald’s Austerlitz. I would not advise anyone unfamiliar with his earlier books to make it their introduction to his work, because his decision to do...
Read moreSomething Always Turned Up
Of course The Young Ardizzone is not a children’s book, rather a book about childhood intended for adults, but here, as in the Lucy and Little Tim series, the integration of words and images is...
Read moreThe Child on the Beach
On a summer afternoon fifteen years ago, I went to hear Jane Gardam at the South Bank Centre. She does not often appear in public, indeed she has been withering in her fiction about the idea of an...
Read moreEssential Baggage
Maurice Baring – who was my godfather – once had a dream. He crossed the Styx, and there on the other side was, as he put it, ‘a Customs House, and an official who had, inscribed in golden...
Read moreCheers!
When I began my under-age drinking in the early 1960s this rite of passage took place in pubs that were, in many respects, different from those of today. And it is not just the pubs themselves that...
Read moreBehind the Privet Hedge
In 1936 my father designed the house in which I grew up in the Fifties. I would like to say that it was a textbook example of Thirties Modernism, like a small-scale model of an ocean liner in dry...
Read moreFeline Philosophy
Like so many cats that arrive on a doorstep and choose their owner, Le Chat du rabbin found me. I can’t explain why I was loitering in the bandes dessinées section of a students’ bookshop on the...
Read moreTips about Icebergs
I first encountered Tété-Michel Kpomassie in a tent on top of the Greenland ice cap. The temperature was minus 30, and I had burrowed into my sleeping bag to read in the small pool of light cast by...
Read moreNo Swotting . . .
‘Call this poetry!’ I said indignantly (it wasn’t the first time I was found too solemn, early in life). Years later I discovered that around the time I was delivering that judgement,...
Read moreBesieged by the Sea
Nicolson’s instinctive love of his islands only grew with time, and he bequeathed them to his son Adam as a twenty-first birthday present. Sea Room is Adam’s own love letter to the Shiants,...
Read moreLighting a Candle for Poetry
When Jenny Swann’s mother died and left her a little money, she wanted to do something with it that her intelligent, well-read mother would have liked. So she started publishing poetry – not...
Read moreThe Girl from the Bogs
When Molly Keane’s best-known novel, Good Behaviour (1981), was pipped to the Booker Prize post by Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children she did not much mind. She was ‘ecstatic’ over its...
Read moreSpellbound
When I was 7, I was given The Tree that Sat Down and The Stream that Stood Still, published as companion volumes in an abridged edition and written by Beverley Nichols. Apart from a strange...
Read moreFolliries and Misinformations
‘My head’, John Aubrey once said, ‘was always working, never idle, and even travelling did glean some observations, some whereof are to be valued.’ No doubt at all about that, even if, as he...
Read moreA Touch of Morton’s
I love Acknowledgements. They are the Pearl & Dean moment before the main feature at the cinema, like taking time to admire the colour of the wine before the first sip, like standing on the diving...
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I would be very grateful if you could send me another copy of the Winter issue of Slightly Foxed, which sadly I lost in an exchange with an Irishman in a Brazilian restaurant in Beijing.