It was my mum's 67th birthday today.
I lover her dearly, but talking to her is like surfing the internet!
On each 'page' of dialogue, she seems to be triggered by certain keywords; and as a result, she hits mental-hyperlinks - and disappears off into another subject.
She even does this when I say that I have to go, as dinner's being served – "Oh, do you remember that dinner we had on my 70th? Wasn't it nice! And, guess what, that hotel we had it in, well, they've changed the owner there now and …"