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Slightly Foxed Issue 80
  • ISBN: 9781910898864
  • Pages: 96
  • Dimensions: 210 x 148mm
  • Illustrations: B/W
  • Publication date: 1 December 2023
  • Producer: Smith Settle
  • Cover Artist: James Nunn, ‘Now We Are 20’, linocut
  • ISSN: 1742-5794
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Slightly Foxed Issue 80

‘Arrows of Revelation’


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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

Ysenda Maxtone Graham lifts up her voice • Robin Blake snoops about with Simenon • Rachel Cooke enjoys a French lesson • Samuel Saloway-Cooke feels somewhat flat • Daisy Hay delights in EmmaWilliam Palmer goes down the pub with Myles • Ursula Buchan remembers A Day in SummerChristopher Rush has a nasty moment on Dartmoor • Sam Leith does his best to grow up, and much more besides . . .

Arrows of Revelation • DAISY HAY

Jane Austen, Emma

The In-Between Years • SAM LEITH

Nicholas Fisk, Pig Ignorant

Lifting up Their Hearts • YSENDA MAXTONE GRAHAM

Hymns Ancient and Modern

Mooching around with Maigret • ROBIN BLAKE

Georges Simenon’s Maigret novels


Edwin A. Abbott, Flatland

No Nylon Singlets • RACHEL COOKE

Diane Johnson, Le Divorce

Frivolity, Filth and Fortitude • PATRICK WELLAND

Caroline Moorehead, Dancing to the Precipice

Old Testament Profits • URSULA BUCHAN

J. L. Carr, A Day in Summer

The Loss of Innocence • NIGEL ANDREW

Philip Larkin, A Girl in Winter

Bore-Hunting in Dublin • WILLIAM PALMER

Myles na Gopaleen, The Best of Myles

Heart Trouble • NOONIE MINOGUE

Ford Madox Ford, The Good Soldier

Expressing the Inexpressible • JONATHAN LAW

Christopher Neve, Unquiet Landscape

A Modest Proposal • MELANIE MCDONAGH

Kaye Webb’s Puffin books

The Hound of Baker Street • CHRISTOPHER RUSH

Arthur Conan Doyle, The Hound of the Baskervilles

In Praise of the Bookmark • SUE GEE

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. More . . . 

Arrows of Revelation

Towards the end of Jane Austen’s Emma (1816), the heroine Emma Woodhouse has a moment of blinding clarity. Throughout the novel she has been treating her old friend and neighbour, Mr Knightley, as...

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The In-Between Years

Nicholas Fisk (1923–2016) is a half-forgotten name now, and his memoir Pig Ignorant is a wholly forgotten book. It deserves not to be, and he deserves not to be. Fisk was a bestselling children’s...

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Lifting up Their Hearts

At the end of the Easter holidays, 1973, my mother and I went to Harrods to buy the final required item on the clothes list for my new boarding prep school: ‘ 1 Hymn book: Hymns Ancient and Modern...

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Mooching Around With Maigret

Fifteen years ago I set out to invent a fictional detective to lead a series that I hoped would stretch to half a dozen novels. The great imperative was to come up with a character I could live with,...

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A New Angle on Life

To save a little money for travelling before university, I took a job in the stockroom of a women’s fashion store in the nearest town. I had to be on site to receive deliveries before the store...

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No Nylon Singlets

The first time I went to France, I was 9 years old, and we drove all the way there in my mother’s tiny Datsun. The second time, I was a teenager, and sans parents, and I kissed a boy called Sylvain...

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Frivolity, Filth and Fortitude

Among the excesses marking the dying days of the Bourbon ancien régime before it was swept away by the French Revolution was a craze for ridiculous hats. These structures elevated already...

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Old Testament Profits

Nearly thirty years ago, I let down J. L. Carr, the novelist, and, as a result, regret grabs me by the throat every time I take down one of his books from the bookshelf. Reading A Day in Summer...

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The Loss of Innocence

I had been reading Philip Larkin’s poetry for years before, quite recently, I decided to have a look at his novels. I knew he had written a couple in his early years: Jill (1946) and A Girl in...

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Bore-Hunting in Dublin

Most fiction writers of the late twentieth and early twenty-first centuries know the form and understand that they will meet the same fate: good reviews for a first novel, a larger advance for the...

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Heart Trouble

It’s nearly thirty years since a friend lent me Ford Madox Ford’s The Good Soldier (1915) and he’ll never get it back. I’ve read it five times since then – I like to revisit books. Of...

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Expressing the Inexpressible

I’m sure it is not my worst shortcoming, but it may be the one that grieves me most: I simply cannot draw. Something in this business of squinting at the world and making appropriate marks on paper...

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A Modest Proposal

Two Puffins are in front of me, picked almost at random from my bookcase. And by Puffins I mean Puffin books, represented by that cheerful little bird on the spine which was for my formative reading...

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The Hound of Baker Street

Every so often, I walk down one of Edinburgh’s steep hills to the Conan Doyle Medical Centre, so called because of its proximity to an old stone-built cottage. In the garden of this cottage there...

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In Praise of the Bookmark

Bookmarks make antiquarians anxious: will acid in their paper eat into precious pages? Will colour bleed? The oldest survivor, made of leather, lies within the sixth-century vellum of a Coptic codex....

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