010804 #eel then he said let's go to caterpillar hill - on the way there, he walked on ahead. someone said he said we'd never be able to get there in the winter - serpentine road up the green dome of the hill - halfway up, a little cozy block and a half off to our left - two rows of houses, different colours but understated, dark not pastel or glib - offices and classes on the bottom floors of some, residences and flats in the rest. the street angled gently up hill. at the entrance to the block, a great outcropping of granite, with a built-in windmill so huge the blades almost touched the ground. wouldn't it be cool to go to school and live there, someone said.