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: Andy Merrills follows in the footsteps of the fell walker Alfred Wainwright • Annabel Walker is enchanted by Marghanita Laski’s Little Boy Lost • Christopher Robbins takes to the skies with St-Exupéry • Adrian Thorpe recalls how he learnt to read with Homer • Christian Tyler visits the last bookshop in Europe • Oliver Pritchett discovers Hand-grenade Practice in Peking . . .
A Personal Landscape • ANDY MERRILLS on the books of Alfred Wainwright
Too Much of a Good Thing • OLIVER PRITCHETT on Frances Wood, Hand-Grenade Practice in Peking
Little Boys Lost • ANNABEL WALKER on Marghanita Laski, Little Boy Lost
Tilting at Windmills • SIMON HUMPHREYS on Nicholas Wollaston, Tilting at Don Quixote; My Father, Sandy
Mountain, Sea and Storm • CHRISTOPHER ROBBINS on Antoine de St-Exupéry, Wind, Sand and Stars
Time Travel • ELISABETH INGLES on Elizabeth Goudge, The Dean’s Watch
Love Letters to Italy • DAVID GILMOUR on the works of Marie-Henri Beyle Stendhal
On the Randy Again • WILLIAM PALMER on Dylan Thomas, Portrait of the Artist as a Young Dog
Strolling about on an Elephant • ROGER HUDSON on Emily Eden, Up the Country
How Homer Taught Me to Read • ADRIAN THORPE on Homer, Odyssey; Iliad
A Rare Veld-flower • JOHN CONYNGHAM on Pauline Smith, The Beadle
Ghosts in the Dust • HUGH FARMAR on John Reed, Insurgent Mexico
A Fur Coat and a Typewriter • ANNE SEBBA on Virginia Cowles, Looking for Trouble
Inhabiting a Character • MARY SULLIVAN on the novels of Mary Lavin
Under the Desert Sun • RICHARD PLATT on Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire
The Last Bookshop in Europe • CHRISTIAN TYLER on Dingle Bookshop, Ireland
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.
- Ingles, Elisabeth
- Thomas, Dylan
- Sullivan, Mary
- Stendhal
- Smith, Pauline
- Thorpe, Adrian
- Homer
- Tyler, Christian
- Hudson, Roger
- Humphreys, Simon
- Wainwright, Alfred
- Walker, Annabel
- Wollaston, Nicholas
- Wood, Frances
- Laski, Marghanita
- Lavin, Mary
- Dingle Bookshop, Ireland
- Pirkis, Gail & Wood, Hazel
- Abbey, Edward
- Burningham, Emily
- Conyngham, John
- Cowles, Virginia
- De St-Exupéry, Antoine
- Dunbar, Janet
- Eden, Emily
- Farmar, Hugh
- Gilmour, David
- Goudge, Elizabeth
- Merrills, Andy
- Palmer, William
- Platt, Richard
- Pritchett, Oliver
- Reed, John
- Robbins, Christopher
- Sebba, Anne
Slightly Foxed Issue 30: From the Editors
At this time of year, one can’t help noticing, the population of London changes. In the centre of town the buses and tubes are filled with overseas visitors and a Babel of foreign voices. But the...
Read moreA Personal Landscape
Every reader of Wainwright will have his or her favourite passages: if nothing else the sequence is a monument to the self-effacing whimsy of a modest man. Enthusiasts point to the dedications of the...
Read moreToo Much of a Good Thing
I see Frances Wood in that great tradition of intrepid British women explorers, like Mary Kingsley and Gertrude Bell. She sets out for China in 1975, when the Cultural Revolution is still going...
Read moreLittle Boys Lost
Being a lover of books and beautiful things, my teenage daughter usually discovers a Persephone paperback in the contents of her Christmas stocking. Last year, it was Little Boy Lost, by Marghanita...
Read moreTilting at Windmills
Literary posterity is a fragile, arbitrary affair. Fashions and tastes change; the Zeitgeist moves on. For most writers little more than obscurity beckons; even for those acclaimed within their own...
Read moreMountain, Sea and Storm
The most unorthodox branch of the American Legion, the United States’s organization of war veterans, is ‘China Post One, Shanghai – Soldiers of Fortune in Exile’. Founded in 1919, it...
Read moreTime Travel
You must have had the experience of finding yourself so absorbed by the world conjured up in a book that you read it ever more slowly – battling the urgent desire to find out what happens next –...
Read moreLove Letters to Italy
When André Gide was asked to name his favourite novel, he dithered over the merits of Stendhal’s works before plumping for The Charterhouse of Parma. Giuseppe di Lampedusa also hesitated,...
Read moreOn the Randy Again
My father looked up from his Daily Express and said to my mother, ‘Dylan Thomas is dead.’ Why he announced this and why I took any notice and remember it now, I don’t know. I was only 8 and the...
Read moreHow Homer Taught Me to Read
She was reading and I asked her what she was doing. After a moment’s hesitation she asked if I would like to hear the story. Of course I said yes, so she turned back to the first page and began. I...
Read moreA Rare Veld-flower
If a case could be made that writers look like their work, then Pauline Smith would be a good example. In her girlhood and youth there was about her a refinement of feature that recalls, at a...
Read moreGhosts in the Dust
John Reed is best known for Ten Days that Shook the World (1917), his classic account of the Bolshevik revolution. But where Ten Days rata-tat-tats like a telegram tapped out under gunfire, Insurgent...
Read moreA Fur Coat and a Typewriter
As yet another fearless female reporter in a flak jacket flashes on to our television screens to tell us in rapid bursts how British troops came under fire that day, I often think of the handful of...
Read moreInhabiting a Character
Years ago, travelling in Sri Lanka, I gave my copy of Mary Lavin’s Tales from Bective Bridge (1942), long out of print, to someone who had helped me, and immediately regretted it – where would I...
Read moreUnder the Desert Sun
Abbey was born in 1927 on a family farm in the mountains of Appalachia, in western Pennsylvania, but before he was 20 he had travelled to the American south-west and fallen in love with the...
Read moreThe Last Bookshop in Europe
The white van was seen one morning to draw up in the little car park overlooking Clogher beach, a stormy inlet of the Dingle peninsula in south-west Ireland. Four men in black suits climbed out,...
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