What a relief! Back in a village with just one roundabout. Last week, on my way here from Normandy, I completely lost count. What on earth has happened here over the past 40 years? Has road safety suddenly improved dramatically? Is it a case of cutting costs on traffic lights and their maintenance? Or has what was once recommended in some scientific (?) study been declared official policy? Let’s spare a thought for the once-iconic French yellow headlights, and the Gauls who would drive into the ditch in near-panic at the sight of white headlights. Or is this yet another example of successful collaboration between administrative bodies and the road construction industry, with the accompanying argument that it’s good for employment? Or a way for a local authority to present itself as forward-thinking and attentive to the welfare of its citizens and their road safety?
Well, I’d of course seen the sign ‘Vous n’avez pas la priorité’ before, back in the 1960s. In my 2CV, the whole landscape of road signs would glide past in slow motion anyway – no problem at all. And now the friendly lady from Waze, hidden away in my smartphone, is perfectly capable of telling me which turn I need to take next.
But still, the question remains for me: where on earth does this miraculous proliferation come from? In Ouest-France a summary of the history,
watershed in 1983.
