Licorice, Bridget PenneyChalk, gorse, old coppice, redundant dew ponds, a crossroads formed by the intersection of a B road and an ancient fishermans track. Its August. The rain shows no sign of stopping. Licorice, a reclusive middle aged filmmaker, has only a brief window of opportunity to realise her long cherished film project about the story of Nan Kemp. A grisly story of infanticide, cannibalism and rough justice remembered on the map: local kids have dared and scared