Mike Reed: The Sequel

As many of you know, I have a new project scheduled for July that's even more exciting than the poster exhibition: a baby boy.

It's a rather open brief: "create a happy, healthy, decent human being over the next 18 to 21 years". But it's one that, once accepted, is a bit difficult to duck out of.

This is all extremely exciting, of course, but it makes planning work a little dicey. My long-suffering wife Wendy will be officially ready to give birth in just three weeks, although the due date's not until July 20. So I thought I should warn (or remind) you of this impending bombshell. If I suddenly stop replying to emails or phone messages, you'll know why.

Naturally, I'll be slowing down a bit after the birth, but I'll do everything I can to make sure people's jobs get done (or, at the very worst, get passed to equally talented people). Apologies in advance for any turmoil at the time. I'll keep you posted.