The Provincial Registrar for Canterbury writes:
CAROLINE MOCKFORD’s sudden death, at the age of 57, on 5 March, has rocked the legal Establishment of the Church of England. Although she had been in post as Provincial Registrar for the Archbishop of York for only three years, her impact both in the Northern Province and across the wider Church of England had been enormous.
She was seen as a rising star in the ecclesiastical firmament. Hers was an unmistakable presence at every committee that she attended, combining sage insight and calm advice with sparkling good humour. At her funeral, in York Minster on 22 March, the Archbishop of York remarked on how her smile would light up any room.
Caroline had practised law in Lincoln for many years, specialising in wills, probate, trusts, and similar routine solicitors’ practice before being appointed Registrar to the Bishop of Lincoln. She held that post for six years, before moving to York in 2014, to become successively Registrar of the York diocese, and a year later Registrar of the Province.
From 2017, she held office as Registrar of Tribunals for the Northern Province, on occasion having to deal also with Southern Province matters. She held office as Secretary for the Convocation of York, which required her presence at General Synod meetings, as well as on occasions when the Convocation met separately. Her predecessor, Lionel Lennox, remarked on the very happy relationship that she sustained with him during and beyond these various transitions, a major tribute both to her professionalism and to her personality.
In none of her ecclesiastical offices did she have an easy ride: shortly before she died, she remarked on the baptisms of fire that she had experienced both in Lincoln and in York, sometimes occasioned by discipline cases, and on other occasions by apparently intractable disputes in congregations. She rapidly became the “go-to” adviser for bishops and clergy across the Province, and her advice was relied upon by Dr Sentamu, who remarked at her funeral that she “gave the law a warm human face. That is why I told her that her duty was not to tell me what I can’t do, but, rather, to tell me what the law is so that I know when I am breaking it.”
She was greatly loved by colleagues in the law, as well as by clergy and others across the C of E, many of whom felt privileged to have become her friends.
None of them, of course, will miss her as greatly as her husband of 27 years, Bob Kenyon, who remarked to one or two friends at her funeral that she had insisted on keeping her maiden name at the time of their marriage because “I do not want to have to waste 10,000 sheets of my firm’s headed notepaper by changing names now.”
She will be sorely missed, but we “thank God for every remembrance” of his servant Caroline.
