One moment I am chasing an invisible Highwaywoman, out at Normansland Common, Hertfordshire where the notorious lady held up a coach or two, found a lover and was finally shot by an overzealous traveller. A real woman, adopted by folklore or is there another story? Move to South Mimms and there are ghosts of highwaymen and local spirits of the marsh and bog, haunting the place called The Wash. This is where the Dandy Highwayman plied his trade, stole his gold and marshalled his army of brigands. These are the ancient highways, old roads travelled for centuries, and the stories still linger in their twists and turns as we wait and listen. Stories of history, legend and folklore link with more recent tales as we walk backwards into the future. Storytelling for adults.