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I no longer have my mum’s knees. Every time I’d have a problem with my knees she’d say say, ‘ah, you’ve inherited my knees.’ No matter that my knee problems came from: falling down a cliff; sliding down a mountain when an old Chinese water race we had been tracing collapsed leaving my knee at a right angle that no self respecting knee should try to emulate; falling down large rocks; tripping over a bettong nest (the best way to know you have bettongs is to get your foot caught in their tussock nests). My mother’s knees have never faced any of these mishaps. But she was sure that any problem they had was due purely to inheritance. The last two injuries – one late last year and one in April –

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