Slightly Foxed is different – more like a well-read friend than a literary review. Each quarter it offers 96 pages of lively and unstuffy personal recommendations for books of lasting interest – books that have stood the test of time and have left their mark on the people who write about them. It’s an eclectic mix, covering all the main categories of fiction and non-fiction, and our contributors are an eclectic bunch too. As well as pieces by such familiar names as Richard Mabey, Penelope Lively, Michael Holroyd, P. D. James, Sarah Perry and Robert Macfarlane, we feature contributions from writers you’ve probably never heard of, whose lives are lived outside the literary world, but who write equally thoughtfully and entertainingly.

Our readers frequently tell us we’ve filled a gap in their lives, widening their horizons by introducing them to authors they’ve not previously come across, or reintroducing them to old favourites, sometimes from as far back as childhood. We’ve featured pieces on authors as diverse as J. B. Priestley, Jean Rhys, Christopher Isherwood, Evelyn Waugh, Dorothy L. Sayers and John Updike, as well as forgotten names you’re unlikely to have come across. Eclectic, elegant and entertaining, Slightly Foxed is the literary magazine for nonconformists, for people who don’t want to read only what the big publishers are hyping and the newspapers are reviewing. 

In this issue: Guy Stagg meets some imperfect priests • Kathryn Hughes does a ward round with Monica Dickens • C. J. Schüler visits Nazi Germany After Midnight • Raffaella Barker is spellbound by The Transylvanian Trilogy • David Profumo goes fishing with Negley Farson • Frances Donnelly meets ‘the man who saved England’ • Richard Smyth listens to the birds of Victorian London • Vesna Goldsworthy rereads Turgenev • Michael Barber pumps iron in the American South • Maggie Fergusson pays tribute to SOE’s lost agents, and much more besides . . .