 
In Great Britain we drive on the left, so we turn left at a roundabout, not right. This photograph reminded me so strongly of my years spent living abroad that I had to write about it, so here is my own piece of potted history - every word of it is true!
  RONDA
We were living in Tenerife when the 
Cabildo introduced 
rondas. Many locals had never seen a roundabout, let alone driven round one. The first instructions in newspapers were wrong and had to be amended. Leaflets appeared in letterboxes, posters in supermarkets, there were endless discussions in bars. Then, suddenly they were here. Wise people stayed off the roads for a while, but others had jobs to get to, or shopping to do, and had no choice. There were countless accidents, many gesticulating arguments, a few deaths.Years later the local drivers still hadn’t learned that a roundabout wasn’t a parking zone.....................................................................................
Thanks as ever to Rochelle for hosting Friday Fictioneers, and to C E Ayr for the photo which brought back so many memories. To read other FF stories, click on the frog on https://rochellewisoff.com/
   
    
    
    
        Published on November 27, 2019 07:09