Blondiescot
Dickens - my mother was like that. She'd start off telling you about one person, then before you knew it, she'd have veered off at at a tangent onto various other people, none of whom I knew. 'Mrs X, oh yes you know who I mean - her daughter was married to Mr Y, who was the cousin of Mr Z, etc etc etc'. I used to just say 'oh yes, I know who you mean now', before I died of boredom listening to her.
?? oh boy - you keep saying, "yes, I know who you mean now" hoping the monologue will hurry up to its conclusion LOL!
Yes, the... "you know who I mean, chap with the two large front teeth, married that woman who worked as a bacon slicer in that shop - what's it called now - no, not that one, the one before that one, you know, had a big dent in the floor that shop owner made when he dropped the weighing scale - him with the bushy eyebrows, you remember him don't you" type of conversation where you realise you must've been living in a parallel universe because you don't remember any of them - but have a vague recollection of a floor somewhere with a dent in it. But realise you only ever visited the shop on the odd occasion and had little interaction or none with the two front teeth and the bushy eyebrows.