I try to remember to follow up things that people have told me (health, children's lives, things like that) but would only bring them up in private. 'Hi Angie, how are your piles?' is not a suitable question at a party
, but if someone had told me all about it* earlier, I would make a polite enquiry when alone with the sufferer.
*I also think people could often be more judicious about what they tell others - not for reasons of privacy, but because it can be very tedious to have to listen to others' tales of operations, appointments and so on. It's up there with dreams and what they had to eat at restaurants
. Men do the talk about roads, which always makes my sister and me laugh - 'Oh, Richard - you didn't take the F34, did you? Not in term time. It's much easier if you turn off on the third exit at the Great Hedgehog roundabout and take the Low Road.' (Sis and I take the nearest exit to the kitchen to hold our sides hysterically).
I like Caleo's point about power imbalance. My friend's mother is terrible for asking personal questions of people she sees as children (in their 30s). 'It'll be your turn to get married soon, dear. Have you got a boyfriend these days? Oh no - did you break it off, or did he?', or 'How did the exams go? Did you pass them all? Oh. You always did struggle with maths, didn't you? Will that mean you'll lose your job and have to pull out of buying the house you wanted?' Partly I think it's to prove to herself and others that she knows what's going on in people's lives, and 'show an interest', but it's excruciating at times, and the 'kids' can't tell her to stfu, as she's their granny.