By the time I arrived the birds had become very mobile and hadn't been seen for 20mins. After half an hour everyone began to drift off so I headed up the hill behind the scrap yard. A single Bee-eater zipped over calling and perched on a bush on the side of the hill. Great, but distant views (the story of the week!) before the bird was flushed by a Magpie. The Bee-eater reappeared a couple of times, but further away. A Common Blue was new for the year.