Ah the old homestead. I spent my crucial years (those between the ages 6-25) in ye old shit hole East Sheen. Yes that cruel chorus " East Sheen's a dirty shit hole, East Sheen we're going to burn it down" often reverberated around my bedroom. Late one night after coming back from a Marc And The Mambas gig East Sheen was indeed ablaze. Not the entire suburb but the wood merchants at the bottom of my road. I leaned out of my bedroom window and took a photo. No one thought to question the members of O Level despite the arsonist tendencies East Sheen bestirred within them. It wasn't a shit hole, just a dull suburb where the middle classes amassed against the lower life forms of Roehampton and Mortlake. We were better than them, we had a Waitrose. Oh what a day of celebration it was when Waitrose came to town. But anyway......East Sheen by O Level sells for an astonishing £132.