When Leland Carlson signed me up for the Dull Men’s Club I had no idea he’d generate so much publicity. Every newspaper this morning (and TV, and radio) is full of the Dull Men of Great Britain book which is published by Ebury Press tomorrow. Here’s a sample:

Daily Mail

Daily Telegraph

I was elected to the Dull Men’s Club because of my interest in (OK, passion for) follies. I think that’s a perfectly reasonable interest, and not at all dull. My neighbour in Harlech, however, collects handsaws — he has about 15,000 of them, dating back to the 1500s — and has written a mighty monograph on the subject. Now THAT’s dull, so I proposed him for membership and he creamed in, thereby making Harlech the dullest town in Great Britain, with two Dull Men living next to each other.