Bath Green Park Railway Station

Bath Green Park Railway Station

Green Park railway station is a former railway station in Bath, Somerset, England. For some of its life, it was known as Bath Queen Square.

Read more about Bath Green Park Railway Station:  Architecture and Opening, The Avon Bridge, The Somerset & Dorset Railway, Subsequent History, Closure, Current Uses, Services

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