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
Richard Knott sails the Baltic with Arthur Ransome • David Spiller is intrigued by the wartime diary of Churchill’s private secretary Jock Colville • Judy Spours discovers just what it meant to be in a charge of a middle-class Victorian household • Jonathan Law tracks down Tarka the Otter and his paradoxical creator Henry Williamson • Stephen Honey trembles before The Man-eaters of Tsavo • Christian Tyler is on the front line with the author and war correspondent Alan Moorehead . . .
Tarka the Rotter • JONATHAN LAW
Henry Williamson, Tarka the Otter
An Observer Observed • CHRISTIAN TYLER
Alan Moorehead, A Late Education
Not Swinging, Just Dancing • LINDA LEATHERBARROW
On the novels of Edna O’Brien
Considerable Indiscretions • DAVID SPILLER
John Colville, The Fringes of Power: Downing Street Diaries, 1939–1955
The Black Isle and the Miss Boyds • VIVIEN CRIPPS
Jane Duncan, the My Friends books
An Epiphany at the British Museum • C. J. WRIGHT
Edmund Gosse, Father and Son
The Art of Browsing • OLIVER PRITCHETT
On etiquette of book browsing
Living in Interesting Times • C. J. DRIVER
On the novels of R. C. Hutchinson
The Great-aunt and the Author • CHRISTOPHER RUSH
Thomas Hardy, Far from the Madding Crowd
End of a Baltic Summer • RICHARD KNOTT
Arthur Ransome, Racundra’s First Cruise
Drama in Dulcimer Street • SARAH CROWDEN
Norman Collins, London Belongs to Me
Right Reverend • RICHARD PLATT
George MacDonald, Annals of a Quiet Neighbourhood
Lion-hunting with the Colonel • STEPHEN HONEY
John Henry Patterson, The Man-eaters of Tsavo
Finding Gold • MARTIN SORRELL
Jack McClenaghan, Moving Target
How Alice Grew Up • JEREMY NOEL-TOD
Nicholson Baker, The Everlasting Story of Nory
Such Devoted Sisters • JAMES ROOSE-EVANS
On the works of Edith Olivier
Taking a Hint • JUDY SPOURS
On Domestic literature
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.
- Law, Jonathan
- Leatherbarrow, Linda
- Sorrell, Martin
- Lewis, C. S.
- Spiller, David
- Book browsing, the etiquette of
- Spours, Judy
- Cricket
- Honey, Stephen
- Pirkis, Gail & Wood, Hazel
- Tyler, Christian
- Hutchinson, R. C.
- Williamson, Henry
- Wright, C. J.
- Knott, Richard
- Baker, Nicholson
- Collins, Norman
- Colville, John
- Cripps, Vivien
- Crowden, Sarah
- Driver, C. J.
- Duncan, Jane
- Fraser, George MacDonald
- Gilbert, Martin
- Gosse, Edmund
- Hamel, Francis
- Hardy, Thomas
- McClenaghan, Jack
- MacDonald, George
- Macgregor, Miriam
- Middelboe, Penelope
- Moorehead, Alan
- Noel-Tod, Jeremy
- O’Brien, Edna
- Olivier, Edith
- Patterson, John Henry
- Platt, Richard
- Pritchett, Oliver
- Ransome, Arthur
- Roose-Evans, James
- Rush, Christopher
Slightly Foxed Issue 35: From the Editors
One of the most enjoyable things we do at Slightly Foxed – and there are many – is the commissioning of our covers. People often say they wish they could have reproductions of them, and so, in...
Read moreOtter
‘There’s something inspiring about the way he comes to write Tarka by a kind of deep immersion – plunging himself into the creature’s habits and habitats, crawling through spinneys and...
Read moreDigging
This is 'Digging' by Miriam Macgregor - a woodcut we like so much, we've featured it twice! First in Issue 10 back in 2006 to illustrate Tim Longville's article on Henry Mitchell’s The Essential...
Read moreNot Swinging, Just Dancing
With my first wage, earned by selling toys in a department store, I bought myself a pair of black stockings, a bottle of frosted pink nail varnish, and a copy of Edna O’Brien’s The Country Girls....
Read moreTarka the Rotter
If we’re honest, most of us have at least one friend who we would hesitate to bring into civilized company – someone too strange or socially awkward, full of crazed notions about God or politics,...
Read moreAn Observer Observed
The trouble with memoirs is that too often they are written by people whose idea of what’s interesting is not the same as the reader’s. They are either grossly self-serving, like most political...
Read moreConsiderable Indiscretions
The huge literature on Winston Churchill can seem impenetrable to the casual reader. Churchill’s own writings, with their stentorian prose, do not always appeal (though My Early Life scores through...
Read moreThe Black Isle and the Miss Boyds
Reachfar is a ruin now. Approach, as we did, from the north, across rough, boulder-strewn fields, and it has a blind, sad look, just one small window in its long stone front. Go round to the other...
Read moreAn Epiphany at the British Museum
Edmund Gosse, son of the famous naturalist Philip Henry Gosse, had worked at the British Museum since he was 17. His father’s friend Charles Kingsley had helped secure him the post of Junior...
Read moreThe Art of Browsing
It is time to reclaim the verb ‘to browse’. Its proper meaning is ‘to linger in a bookshop, sampling the volumes on display’. These days the word is too often appropriated by Internet addicts...
Read moreLiving in Interesting Times
I don’t suppose anyone really understands why some novelists, widely read, even celebrated, are eclipsed when they die. Why is R. C. Hutchinson (1907–75) now almost forgotten? The Unforgotten...
Read moreThe Great-aunt and the Author
I love finding things that have been stuffed long ago into old books – a letter perhaps, a photograph, or just an old laundry bill with its pounds and pence redolent of an older England, where once...
Read moreEnd of a Baltic Summer
‘That is the only church built in Russia during the Soviet era,’ the guide said, pointing at a bleak white building near the shoreline. A few more yards and we could see the full sweep of the...
Read moreDrama in Dulcimer Street
London Belongs to Me is Norman Collins’s best-known book, first published in 1945, regularly reprinted throughout the fifties and sixties, once in 1977 and most recently by Penguin in 2008. The...
Read moreRight Reverend
George MacDonald is a man who changes lives. The friend who first handed me MacDonald’s Annals of a Quiet Neighbourhood, the fictional memoir of the Reverend Henry Walton, Vicar of Marshmallows,...
Read moreLion-hunting with the Colonel
I expect that most of us, particularly in the current economic climate, have experienced trying times in our working lives, whether dealing with uncooperative colleagues, rude customers or...
Read moreFinding Gold
Those 150 pages were very timely, I now remember, because in just a few escapist hours they cleared my head of the months of swotting for university finals. The weekend before my exams started, a...
Read moreHow Alice Grew Up
Nicholson Baker’s fifth novel, The Everlasting Story of Nory, was not, as its 9-year-old heroine might say, the world’s most raging success. I picked it up as a pocket hardback in a clearance...
Read moreSuch Devoted Sisters
Edith Olivier, born in 1872, was one of ten children whose father was for nearly fifty years Rector of Wilton, on the estate of the Earls of Pembroke, outside Salisbury. After the death of their...
Read moreTaking a Hint
I already had something of a habit of collecting old home-making manuals – 1950s ‘Pins and Needles’ books with instructions for making a rag rug or knocking up a stylish telephone table for...
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