Having not been in town when Al Redman initially found it and the bird having flown off at 08.15am, I had little or no hope of the bird reappearing 10 hrs after it was last seen. More so to kill the last hours of light, I called in at West Rise. Finding 100+ Swallows and Sand Martins present I dully went through the motions of looking through them. After seeing nothing of interest, a distant Yellow Wagtail on the opposite side of the lake encouraged me to complete a circuit. As I walked around I noticed a few House Martin (first of the year for me) appear and seconds later caught sight of the Red-rumped which performed brilliantly overhead, often too close to photograph. Felt odd, lying on my back enjoying this Mediterranean delicacy dressed in a heavy down jacket & woolly hat along with chilly fingers all whilst my first Sedge Warbler of the spring sang close by.