When the household projects get a bit much for poor ol' me, helpers come in all shapes in sizes. A nearly twelve year old boy can be cajoled (or coerced) to facing down the buzzing wasps and helping to mop out a pool. A herd of five (from seven to seventeen) can be promised ice cream and strawberries, in exchange for breaking down large branches of dead fig tree. A friend can be recompensed with a good meal, wine and coffee in exchange for helping put up mosquito netting in the bedroom windows, and rebuilding the garden fence. And thank goodness, my plumber is a friend, aka guardian angel, who comes when called. My bathroom is still in the planning stages, but at least the kitchen counter and sink are quickly nearing completion.