Grand Companions and Office Holders
- Sovereign: The Queen
- Knights and Dames Grand Companion and Principal Companions:
- Sir Michael Hardie Boys (1996)
- Sir William Birch (1999)
- Dame Sian Elias (1999)
- Sir Lloyd Geering (2000)
- Dame Silvia Cartwright (2001)
- Sir Patrick Goodman (2002)
- Sir Ivor Richardson (2002)
- Sir Paul Callaghan (2005)
- Sir Anand Satyanand (2006)
- Dame Malvina Major (2007)
- Sir Ngatata Love (2008)
- Sir Ray Avery (2010)
- Additional Members:
- Sir Jerry Mateparae (2011)
- Officials:
- Chancellor: Sir Jerry Mateparae (Governor-General of New Zealand)
- Herald: Philip O'Shea (New Zealand Herald Extraordinary)
- Secretary and Registrar: Rebecca Kitteridge (Clerk of the Executive Council of New Zealand)
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