Taxi for Mr Reed

The only way I've been able to stagger around today is by taking taxis everywhere. I tore a calf muscle this morning. Ouch. Didn't stop me lecturing at Birkbeck this evening though (albeit at a place called Westminster Kingsway College). The show must go on. Fortunately I have a week until my next speaking gig now, so it's ice packs and Deep Heat for a while. I could get used to the taxis, though...