Fed up of waiting for a local Nightingale to turn up, I headed over to Arlington to get my fix on Sunday night.
Unfortunately, the weather was deteriorating in preparation for the Bank Holiday. An hour or so listening close to last year’s site produced only a very distant bird, calling from near the hide at Arlington reservoir.
A stop at Berwick train station was better, with one or perhaps two birds calling from the usual spot, just northwest of the platform.
On the way back, a couple of speculative stops along the A27 failed to reveal any more Nightingales, but a couple of Lapwings calling was a good surprise.