Yesterday I took a look around the lakes after work. No sign of fish despite the sudden burst of twenty degrees, apart from one swim at Knotts in which I watched two carp basking in the reeds not 5 metres from me.
So that's where I went today, though typically, no sign of carp either basking or otherwise. No takes on various methods, and a handful of roach and a perch for about a pound on light float tackle was disappointing, but as with all fishing trips, there was some magic. This came in the shape of a grass snake that swum across the lake to me, raised his head at the wooden frame of my swim and sunned itself. After about a minute it sussed me and my camera, but not before I took a good profile and then caught it swimming away.