I'd already decided to go ultra-urban and scour the Newbiggin streets so I headed off down the new road that joins the footpath from Woodhorn roundabout and cuts right down to the main street. By the time I reached the main street my thoughts were already contemplating a pasty as a grey shape ghosted into a treetop on the other side of the road just opposite the speed camera. Drawling level two Waxwings could be seen hunched against the brisk wind.
The only resident birder in Newbiggin (sounds like a Simon & Garfunkel song when you put it like that) lives just a few yards away at Bank Top Clurb. I nipped over to let him know but found him absent. Started ringing him as I was walking back out to discover five almost in the Bank Top car park. Luckily AP wasn't too far away and managed to get his 'garden' tick a few minutes later.