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This story was submitted to the People's War site by Lin Freeman of Radio Derby CSV on behalf of Frank and has been added to the site with his permission. The author fully understands the site's terms and conditions.

I met Joyce at work during the War. I was in a job making tools for aircraft parts, Joyce was sent to do a job for war work. She was previously in ladies hairdressing. We used to sit in the canteen for our midnight meal break and both fancied each other. The result was courtship. We married after about a year. In her early childhood days her mother used to take her to see great grandma. She had a fairly large pottery cockerel teapot beautifully decorated. Joyce was allowed to hold this teapot. Not to play with it. Grandma gave it to Joyce as a wedding present. It was well over a hundred years old. When Joyce died I took over dusting etc. As I was dusting it recently I turned the cockerel upside down. To my amazement were the initials of the artist who had decorated it — FB. The same as mine. We were destined to meet. But for the war we would never have met as we lived 20 miles apart. As my title says ‘destined to be’.

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