Form of Royal Proclamations Post 1992
The use of letters patent in making royal proclamations has been reduced by order of a statutory instrument (number 1730) issued by Queen Elizabeth II at the Court at Buckingham Palace, the 15th day of July 1992 in the presence of the privy council. It is known as "The Crown Office (Forms and Proclamations Rules) Order 1992" and was laid before parliament on 23 July 1992. It was issued in exercise of the powers conferred on the monarch by section 3 of the Crown Office Act 1877. Section 3 of this statutory instrument is entitled "Publication of Royal Proclamations" and states:
"It shall be sufficient for Royal Proclamations to be published in the London, Edinburgh and Belfast Gazettes; but if the Lord President of the Council, thinking it expedient, directs that copies of such proclamations shall in addition be sent to such High Sheriffs, Sheriffs, Lord Mayors and Mayors in England and Wales and to such Sheriffs Principal in Scotland as he thinks fit, the contents of such proclamations shall thereupon be made known in the manner accustomed".
Here "the manner accustomed" refers to a traditional letters patent.
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