Death
Lord Faulkner, a keen huntsman, died on 3 March 1977 at the age of 56 following a riding accident whilst hunting with the Down Staghounds near Saintfield, County Down. Faulkner had been riding at full gallop along a narrow country road when his horse, Cannonball, bolted and collided with a car. Faulkner was thrown off and killed instantly. He was laid to rest at Magherahamlet Presbyterian Church near Spa in County Down where he had been a regular member of the congregation. Lord Faulkner had retired from active politics and was pursuing his interests in industry at the time of his death. He had recently become a European consultant for the Goodyear Tire and Rubber Company, a company which he proved instrumental in attracting to Northern Ireland during his tenure as Minister of Commerce. His twenty-four day life peerage is thus believed to have been the shortest-lived; although there have been hereditary peerages, most notably Lord Leighton, which have been shorter still.
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