Approaching a mini roundabout yesterday, It's one of those ones that's just been stuck in the middle of what used to be a T-junction. Quiet road, traffic calmed, shops an' stuff. I was going straight on, the only turning off the roundabout was to my left. A car was approaching the same roundabout from the other direction, reached the roundabout at the same time as me, then indicated right, pretty late when I was committed to going across. No problem, because I would've been clear by the time he'd gone around the painted circle in the middle. Or over it even. Only he went around the inside of it, cutting the corner. I managed to stop just before his wing, bit of a skiddy stop too. He had a pop at me, saying I should've given way. It was Friday, I was tired and wet, I wasn't in the mood to argue the toss. I rode off and called him a twat under my breath.