Dawn scowled at him over her textbook. "But you lived this stuff."
"Yeah? Whaddya know about the Belfast Agreement?"
"Happened in your liftetime. When'd they open the Chunnel?"
He snorted. "Bet you don't even know when Man U's treble was."
More scowling. "What's a treble?"
"Niblet, you've got bigger problems than Vietnam." He slammed the book shut. "Time you learned the events that actually mattered."
Then it was fouls and pennos and Beckham – she knew Beckham, at least – and no more land wars in Asia.
Just as well. He'd been a bit blissed out that decade anyway.