We’ve a couple of dozen Dutch couples in our Aveyron/Cantal Lot Valley walking group, some live here all the year round and others have second homes, but we only know two couples who live on the river bank, the rest are all several hundred metres up and a few are above 700m in the Cantal.
I think altitude seems exotically attractive to the Dutch, maybe a bit like palm trees to some Brits.
I seem to remember palm trees at Torquay… when I was a girl… no idea if they’re still there.
Me neither, though I do remember the phrase, ‘the Cornish Riviera’ and I suppose Devon had one too…
But I was never a girl!
The Swindon one is worse because there is an ‘inner’ roundabout inside all the others that goes anti clockwise. A bit disconcerting if you’re not used to driving on the right.
I used to go to BSI in Hemel frequently in the early to mid 90’s, but haven’t since. I thought that the Hemel roundabout also had an inner roundabout then as well ? Maybe I’m getting it mixed up with Swindon.
Edit: Of course, the Hemel one does effectively have an inner anti clockwise roundabout, it’s just that it’s much bigger and so doesn’t feel like one.
Its how I was taught when I learned to drive too
Whatever type if roundabout, the use of indicators to signal when one intends to leave it would save an enormous amout of fuel, as drivers joining wouldn’t have to stop and wait to determine the other vehicle’s intentions; thus using extra fuel to start off again from stationary.
Saving fuel - saving money - saving time - and saving the planet, all in one flick of an indicator!
You’d have to have a car fitted with indicators, Audis don’t have them, for example. White vans of any make don’t seem to either.
Do you really trust someone who signals right to turn right? That’s dangerous.
It’s all part of the picture. If someone is positioned so they look like they will turn and then indicate, it’s a reasonable bet. If someone indicates but is in the wrong place then one is warned that they are either driving badly or have a problem.
must confess… at junctions and roundabouts… I like to see their wheels turn… showing intent to turn right… before I consider moving into the flow…
Absolutely, I watch the speed, the position on the road and, risking ridicule by @billybutcher and @captainendeavour, the driver and where he is looking before I move. Have not been hit by a false indicator yet. 
Touché David - though I probably deserve it. 
I guess a lifetime on the road will mean you can intuit what a reasonable driver will do from a given road position/velocity, even have some luck with what a moderately unreasonable driver will do, but all too often drivers make last minute and/or illogical moves that are difficult to predict (and are equally often the root cause of accidents).
My guardian drove an old Morris Minor at 65 with the driver’s seat propped up by books. Living in Chelsea she felt it best to only pull out of Flood Street onto the King’s Road if she could see another car coming towards us. Just in case the road was closed. As far as I knew the road was never closed but I did note a lot of horn blasts wherever we went. She made a drive in London so exciting. I miss her very much.
A friend of mine was, having learned late in life (early 30’s), a timid driver. He would often wait a huge amount of time pulling out of a T junction. The problem being that if he had any passengers that were also drivers (most of us) the tension would slowly rise as he hesitated such that he often finally pulled out almost in front of someone.
Thank goodness everyone else did too. 
A friend of mine was, having learned late in life (early 30’s), a timid driver. He would often wait a huge amount of time pulling out of a T junction.
Many years ago, a friend of mine, Geoff, decided to stop being an accountant and train as a teacher. As a result of his downsided income he did some shifts at a service station in the days before self service pay at the pumps. He had a friend who was just like yours, hardly ever did more than 30 mph and took ages to decide on any change of course. Geoff and I were in agonies just watching him (we never did trust ourselves to ride with him), and one day he pulled into the petrol station where Geoff worked to fillup. Geoff watched as he slowly crept off the road onto the forecourt then in a final touch of bravado, lurched forward and demolished a petrol pump. 
I have a Spanish friend who only ever goes to NL for a holiday. I am convinced she goes there to get wasted for 2 weeks.
For my first almost thirty years I grew up in London, cycling round the city as a teen, then riding motorcycles and finally driving in my mid 20s. When we moved to Oxfordshire in 1990 we discovered a curious local driving habit, where someone will come to a junction of a major road and just stop. The road will be clear in both directions as far as the eye can see, and they will wait for a car. Eventually something will appear on the horizon and finally pass them - only then will they pull out. It still happens even now.
I was also a bit surprised at people driving their GTi type cars as though they were a 2CV, but that has become a little less common over the years.
I think we’d all be a bit safer if everyone drove as if their vehicles were made of origami card stock and featured a long spike sticking out of the steering wheel.
I want one!
That is how it should be done but I haven’t seen much of it, people tend to find comfort keeping to the outside many without indication regardless of which exit they are taking.