I used to have one of those, named PJ.. he would "help" me sew.. heard him muttering away one day when I was pinning down a pattern and looked back to find him very carefully pulling out each pin I had carefully put in. And he too was an "amorous" fella.. but he was in love with my brass french phone.. boy did he get ticked off when it would ring and I'd pick it up and talk.. :shock: :shock: