19/05/2026
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IN THE LIFE OF A DRIVING INSTRUCTORβ¦
Come and spend a day with me π
ROUNDABOUT BRIEFINGβ¦
(If you do not have a sense of humour, scroll on π
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Right then. We are approaching a roundabout. Nice and simple really.
Mirrors, observations, find a safe gap and move away when it is safe.
Simple. Very simple.
Unfortunately learners hear something completely different:
βWelcome to the giant spinning circle of confusion where nobody appears to know where they are going.β
The second I mention a roundabout, your entire personality changes. Your back straightens, your hands grip the wheel and your eyes widen like I have just announced we are driving into battle. Suddenly every vehicle becomes suspicious.
That car approaching with no indicator?
Brilliant, is it turning left? Going straight ahead? Third exit?
Driving to France? Nobody knows.
Then another one appears indicating right for so long that I start wondering if they have accidentally welded the indicator stalk into place.
Then comes the mystery driver, no signal, no lane position,no clues.
Just blind confidence and a dream.
I calmly say:
βRight then, after this car you have a lovely gap.β
You nod, the car passes, the gap appears, the gap gets bigger.
Bigger.
Bigger.
Nothing.
We are still waiting.
At this point people behind us have grown old. Families have started new generations. Archaeologists are beginning to study the queue.
Then suddenly:
βRIGHT IβM GOING!β
You release the clutch. The car moves. Then instantly transforms into an angry kangaroo.
Bounce. Bounce. Bounce.
My coffee nearly leaves orbit.
The sunglasses on my head are now in the footwell.
My seatbelt tightens.
My soul exits briefly through the passenger window.
We recover and continue. Then halfway onto the roundabout you quietly say:
βOh noβ¦β
I already know. I do not even want to ask.
βWhat?β
βIβm in third.β
You could have sold the other gears because apparently first and second are now decorative features.
Then after all of that, you move away and at this point you have completely forgotten where you are going.
We are in the right lane with a right signal on, but you insist on trying to leave at the exit ahead.
You are now testing my ninja skills.
We wrestle the steering wheel in the middle of the roundabout while I push us towards the third exit and you are still fighting to go straight ahead.
Finally we make it around whilst I steer and signal left to leave.
At this point you have let go of the wheel and given up on life in the middle of the carnage we have caused π€£ I apologise to everyone behind us with my hand up as we enter the third exit.
FINALLY we are off the roundabout and then you absolutely perfectly and proudly announce:
βI think Iβm getting better at these now.β
Driving instructors do not age normally.
We simply die and come back several times a day like some strange form of driving lesson reincarnation π€£
ADIβs and learnersβ¦ tell me this does not sound familiar ππ€£
Have a good week β€οΈπ
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βοΈ Sheena Ahmed
Motorvation School of Motoring