The Seven Dials roundabout, recently lit by a lovely Christmas tree is finally finished.
After months with drivers having to find workarounds and rat runs to avoid the chaos caused by a bus stop built on the exit of the roundabout, I concluded that even a baby only takes 9 months, and this thing is simply taking too long.
I think of traffic flow like water through pipes, and whilst other routes were available, none appeared to have been defined to direct and manage the volume of traffic being displaced. Add the numerous reports of uncaring construction staff, and phew, we find a community that is being delivered a new roundabout, but also a community that is not being managed in any way to receive this delivery.
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