CBA to talk much about the birth giver, as that was largely venom, bile and contempt for anything and everyone (when it wasn't repeating whatever shit was printed in the Daily Mirror as though it happened to her personally with set phrases of the month that she though made her sound smart and wealthy) - but I will talk about the very lovely MIL.
'Oh, I don't know about that'
'Ohh, I've never heard of that'
'I wouldn't know about it'
'I've not heard anything like that, so it can't be right'
'No, that's not right, I've never heard anything like that before'.
'Oh well, that's that, then.'
Not meant in malice at all, but bloody hell, she doesn't know, understand or quite possibly think about anything and more to the point, doesn't want to learn about or do anything. She's lovely, but fuck me, it's like wading through treacle to find something she knows, understands or has any interest in whatsoever.
Her reading material is the occasional woo-woo about medical conditions (half of which she doesn't accept exist because nobody told her about them - bit of a problem when it's an autoimmune condition that has affected her son since he was 8 years old and she doesn't FUCKING KNOW ANYTHING about it being an autoimmune condition and she assumed that FIL's stroke meant he was basically dead and would need to go into a home, rather than just needing some hospital treatment) and the TV guide.
She doesn't like talking about cooking, about plants, interior design, the weather, animals, anything on TV that isn't a soap opera, haircare, makeup, clothes, cleaning, music, ANYTHING AT ALL. Oh, except for how poor she is following a six week five star luxury holiday in Thailand/Cambodia/etc and that her cottage is very cold in winter fucking would be when you haven't turned the heating on for more than ten minutes in the last fifteen years.
She is such a lovely person, but it's really, really hard work because she doesn't seem to have any interests, depth or knowledge about anything and is so passive I'm amazed that she manages to breathe sometimes.
FIL was far more interesting to talk to, albeit with a hefty dose of antivaxxer exacerbated by being a lawyer so would happily argue about anything at the drop of a hat. But he had multiple interests and an excitement for knowledge that it was fairly easy to steer the conversation well away from the batshit. And he still loves talking, albeit with a side quest of trying to follow the brain rewiring that leads to the words that come out in search of a particular one or phrase.