Public Image Ltd.: The Metal Box

FRIDAY EVENING in Chelsea and I'm looking for a house, panning the street on the odd numbers side. Nearly there and a door opens. Down the steps bowls a familiar figure in a furry red coat. "Hello, coming down the offo? I'm going to get my supplies", are John Lydon's first words, turning out to be the first of many as my visit sprawls into an 18-hour session.