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: Robert Macfarlane disappears into his dictionaries • Margaret Drabble follows James Joyce to Trieste • Jonathan Smith goes back to school with Brian Moore • Sue Gee meets Penelope Fitzgerald’s uncles • Oliver Pritchett seeks inspiration • Sarah Bakewell takes to the autoroute with Cortázar and Dunlop • Patrick Welland recalls the end of empire with J. G. Farrell • Helena Drysdale meets some Real People • A. F. Harrold returns to Slaughterhouse 5 • Linda Leatherbarrow smells Bad Blood . . .
Murder at the Majestic • PATRICK WELLAND on J. G. Farrell, Troubles
Evasions and Deceits • PETER PARKER on Diana Petre, The Secret Orchard of Roger Ackerley
All for Art • HELENA DRYSDALE on Alison Lurie, Real People
Joyce to the Life • MARGARET DRABBLE on Richard Ellmann, James Joyce
Birch, Bell and Book • JONATHAN SMITH on Brian Moore, The Feast of Lupercal
The Spell of Stout Angus • ROBERT MACFARLANE on James Stout Angus, A Glossary of the Shetland Dialect
Learning from the Wilderness • GALEN O’HANLON on Ronald Welch, Mohawk Valley
Motorway Madness • SARAH BAKEWELL on Cortázar & Dunlop, Autonauts of the Cosmoroute
Wisdom from the Ivory Tower • MATTHEW ADAMS on F. M. Cornford, Microcosmographia Academica
Dresden and After • A. F. HARROLD on Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse 5
A Victorian Quartet • SUE GEE on Penelope Fitzgerald, The Knox Brothers
The Sadness of Mrs Bridge • WILLIAM PALMER on Evan S. Connell, Mrs Bridge
Lost Cities • CHARLES ELLIOTT on John Lloyd Stephens, Incidents of Travel in Central America
London at War • JULIET GARDINER on Michael MacDonagh, In London during the Great War
Old Devil in a Dog-collar • LINDA LEATHERBARROW on Lorna Sage, Bad Blood
Getting the Idea • OLIVER PRITCHETT on Inspiration
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.
‘It's a joy, a delight, a quarterly treat that drives me to the bookshelves, the bookshop or the library in search of forgotten or never-encountered pleasures. I won't say that Slightly Foxed is essential, it's just that I can't live without it any more.’ Bernard Cornwell
- Smith, Jonathan
- Stephens, John Lloyd
- Vonnegut, Kurt
- Welch, Ronald
- Welland, Patrick
- Leatherbarrow, Linda
- Inspiration
- Pirkis, Gail & Wood, Hazel
- Greacen, Lavinia
- Bakewell, Sarah
- Angus, James Stout
- Adams, Matthew
- Connell, Evan S.
- Cornford, F. M.
- Cortázar, Julio & Dunlop, Carol
- Drabble, Margaret
- Drysdale, Helena
- Elliott, Charles
- Ellmann, Richard
- Fitzgerald, Penelope
- Gardiner, Juliet
- Gee, Sue
- MacDonagh, Michael
- Macfarlane, Robert
- Harrold, A. F.
- Moore, Brian
- O’Hanlon, Galen
- Palmer, William
- Parker, Peter
- Petre, Diana
- Pritchett, Oliver
- Sage, Lorna
- Sanders, Rosie
Slightly Foxed Issue 49: From the Editors
As everyone who lives here knows, spring in London doesn’t just signal daffodils in window boxes and budding trees in squares. It signals building projects. The whole city seems to be in a state of...
Read moreHeylor, Shetland
Robert Macfarlane delights in dialect and explores the landscape of language in Slightly Foxed Issue 49, accompanied by Claire Dalby’s woodcut of Heylor, Shetland.
Read moreHer name was Muriel Haidée Perry . . .
Her name was Muriel Haidée Perry and she was born on 5 March 1890, or so I believed when I went to Somerset House to look up the registration of her birth. It wasn’t there. What I was really...
Read moreThe Spell of Stout Angus
In a poem written near the end of his life, W. S. Graham imagined himself as a ‘wordy ghost’, ‘floating across the frozen tundra / of the lexicon and the dictionary’. Like Graham – like...
Read moreJune News: The Word-Hoard – Love Letters to Our Land
At this time of year, the build-up of desket syndrome at SF HQ is increasingly problematic, and the prospect of escaping the city for a dose of the natural world becomes more appealing by the day....
Read moreEvasions and Deceits
Among the small horde of papers Diana Petre left me as her literary executor when she died in 2001 was a folder labelled: ‘Excuses. Lies. Evasions. Deceits.’ I thought at first that it might...
Read moreSlightly Foxed Issue 49: From the Editors
As everyone who lives here knows, spring in London doesn’t just signal daffodils in window boxes and budding trees in squares. It signals building projects. The whole city seems to be in a state of...
Read moreThe Sadness of Mrs Bridge
As a fan of early jazz, I’ve read a great deal about Kansas City as it was in the 1930s. A most attractive place it seems in retrospect, of twenty-four-hour drinking and gambling, to the...
Read moreMurder at the Majestic
On 11 August 1979, a humane and singular man, who after long periods punctuated by adversity declared himself ‘happier than I’ve been in years’, left his isolated cottage near Bantry Bay in the...
Read moreAll for Art
What a perfect basis for a novel: hole up some highly charged ‘creatives’ in a secluded location and propel them from Eden into a Sartrean existentialist hell. Published in 1969, Real People is a...
Read moreJoyce to the Life
I have the clearest recollection of my first reading of Richard Ellmann’s life of James Joyce. I have just reread it, from cover to cover and from footnote to footnote, for the second time. And, at...
Read moreLearning from the Wilderness
You should never camp in a ravine. Look for higher ground, and a windbreak – a fallen tree is fine, but rocks are the best. Gather balsam wood for bedding, and use your tomahawk to cut firewood...
Read moreBirch, Bell and Book
Brian (pronounced Bree-an) Moore started his life in Belfast in 1921 and ended it in Malibu, California, in 1999, and that journey – and all that it implies – is the central thread of his...
Read moreWisdom from the Ivory Tower
The title, which translates as ‘A Study of a Tiny Academic World’, refers to the enclave that was Cambridge University in the 1900s, at which time Cornford was a fellow of classics at Trinity...
Read moreDresden and After
Just as I was about to sit down to write this I heard an edition of Radio 4’s A Good Read in which the comedian and writer Richard Herring chose Slaughterhouse 5 (1969), the book I had planned to...
Read moreMotorway Madness
As with many of the books I’ve come to love most, I bought Autonauts of the Cosmoroute (1983) impulsively, knowing nothing about it, and mainly because of its cover. This features a doughty old red...
Read moreA Victorian Quartet
Last spring, I visited the hamlet of Knill, deep in the Herefordshire countryside. Knill lies on the river Lug, a tributary of the Wye, and in the 1930s Penelope Fitzgerald’s father, Eddie Knox,...
Read moreLost Cities
Between 1839 and 1841 John Lloyd Stephens made two long and arduous trips through Central America in search of lost Mayan cities. What followed were two huge books (respectively 900 and 700 pages...
Read moreLondon at War
Year by year literature of and about the First World War mounts – books on its campaigns, causes, politics and economics; memoirs by politicians and generals; diaries and letters written by...
Read moreOld Devil in a Dog-collar
I first read Lorna Sage’s deeply absorbing and funny memoir Bad Blood in 2001, just before it won the Whitbread Award for Biography. A week later she died of emphysema, aged only 57, and, although...
Read moreGetting the Idea
I wonder what the business was that the person from Porlock wanted to discuss when he (or possibly she) knocked on the door of the isolated farmhouse in Nether Stowey on that day in the summer of...
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