An administrative county was an administrative division in England and Wales and Ireland used for the purposes of local government. They are now abolished, although in Northern Ireland their former areas are used as the basis for lieutenancy.
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... Act 1888 created four small neighbouring administrative counties in the east of England Cambridgeshire, Isle of Ely, Huntingdonshire and the Soke of Peterborough ... a Local Government Boundary Commission was formed to review county-level administration in England and Wales ... of Cambridge had 50% of the population and over two thirds of the rateable value of the county ...
... The administrative counties that did not share the names of previous counties England County Administrative counties Cambridgeshire Isle of Ely Hampshire Isle of Wight Lincolnshire Holland ...
... The historic county of Huntingdonshire, located in the modern-day East of England region, has been represented in the Parliament of the United Kingdom since the 13th ... In 1889 the area of the historic county formed the administrative county of Huntingdonshire ... In 1965 the administrative county was merged with the Soke of Peterborough ...
... Some Dáil Éireann constituencies cross county boundaries, in order to ensure a reasonably consistent ratio of electors to TDs ... the boundaries of the Sligo constituency as being "The administrative County of Sligo except the portion thereof which is comprised in the County Constituency of Leitrim." The boundaries of ...
... ways, used alone or in combination The alteration of the area of an administrative county or county borough (including the abolition of any county district in the course of the extension of a county borough) The ...
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—Laurence Stallings (1894–1968)