The year has just turned 1987. It's almost a year since the Challenger disintegrated at launch and Mir went into orbit. Fallout from Chernobyl still shimmers faintly in the atmosphere. A massive motorway called the M25 now encircles London. And a song about walking like Egyptians is the hottest single on the charts. Of course, none of this matters if you are a young faerie who's just gotten stranded on a tiny Northumbrian island in the middle of nowhere. All that matters is getting home...