I once went across Brook Hill in my late Dad's less than willing Honda Jazz. I floored it and said three Hail Mary's and still got caught up in what resembled an F1 start!
Brain surgery without any training. Playing snooker with a rope. Reshoeing a horse with both hands tied behind your back. All are easier than entering Brook Hill roundabout from Bolsover Street. Particularly if you're not going left.
'Local authority aims to support the health and wellbeing of its citizens by making it easier for people to not drive' shock & shame.