Well Blossom, funny you should say that, we had the most handsome priest I have met to date, Fr W.
We also had Sr Cecelia well into her nineties and rolled to cover teaching absences, totally deaf and the girls played up by being noisy in her classes. Every now and then she would look up from her book, smile and say "what lovely girls you are for me", the guilt on those girls faces was something to behold.