(Clare) went back into (Professor Chronotis’) study and began opening drawers, peering under tables and rifling though sideboards. There was nothing nothing but sadness and confusion. Heaps of paper, tattered files and random odd objects like an orange, a catapult and a loose cassette tapes marked Bonnie Tyler’s Greatest Hits. Clare huffed. Bonnie Tyler had hardly had enough hits to warrant such a collection. I mean, she thought, apart from “Lost in France” and “It’s a Heartache” what had the woman done? She looked closer at the cassette. There were more song titles printed on it, songs she didn’t recognized She squinted at the little smudged white letters of the copyright information. She blinked and squinted again.
This compilation © 1986
Clare was at a loss. Why would anybody bother to make such a thing, have it done so professionally, then just leave it lying around? Clare tapped the cassette with her fingers, intrigued.
The simplest explanation? It was for real. It did come from 1986, somebody from the future, somebody who could travel in time, had brought it back with them.
No, no, that was the stupidest explanation. If somebody had traveled from 1986 wouldn’t they have brought something more impressive from the future? A new kind of digital watch or a videophone? Not Bonnie Tyler’s Greatest Hits.
She just didn’t know what to think anymore

Clare as she goes through a Time Lord’s study in 1979 Oxford