Borne in 1973, Victoria Cross has been making stuff up since she was a kid. Forty years later, she is still making things up, including her name, but that’s another story. Marjory Dour came about as a result of coming across an abandoned bar of chocolate, right in the middle of the street (oh the horror!) and bam! Her brain blew up and a load of stuff came tumbling out, mostly about chocolate. And the rest, as they say, is history.
She currently resides in the UK, somewhere close to Salisbury, which is full of weird people anyway so she fits right in. She bakes a lot, and I mean, a lot! Seriously, you can’t walk in the door without a Cupcake being shoved under your nose. Her two kitties are usually found supervising her from a safe distance, no matter what she is doing, and hubby hides out in his man cave, sensible man.
All in all, she is an eccentric, but a likeable one. If you wish to find her, she is likely to follow any path edged with chocolate, the egg shaped variety, usually containing a gooey centre. Do this at your own risk though, I will not be responsible for what may happen in the end.