Last Winter I was doing the preparation for a Blue Moon Kites Ichiban workshop at my Mum's place, as she has a huge dining room table, perfect for laying out a lot of fabric.
AH now thats my boy Nyman. He's the boss, chief overseer.
The only trouble was she has three Siamese cats that were fascinated by the rustling fabric. I couldn't lock them in a spare room, as they'd yowl in three part harmony, so I kept a water squirter beside the Pfaff, to discourage their curiosity.