This is officially the last edition before we grow up. When the sun sets on the 31st August, Gallery will be waiting nervously for the release of issue 186 and our 18th birthday. Remember your 18th? I have vague recollections of branded shirts, a barrel of beer each and a lost night in the wilds of Wales. I’m hoping Gallery is able to bridge the milestone with a bit more class. For most of us, turning eighteen is a rite of passage, the chance to feel like an adult in your own right, the rush of a bolstered sense of...