Kiveton Bridge railway station was built to serve the growing communities of Kiveton Park and Wales in South Yorkshire, England. It also served the now closed Kiveton Park Colliery which was adjacent.
The station was opened by the London and North Eastern Railway on 8 July 1929 following pressure from the local councils who considered Kiveton Park station too far away from the centre of the community. The new station consisted of two flanking wooden platform linked by an overbridge, access to which was gained through the booking office, set at road level adjacent to the main road through, and linking the villages. The station was originally served by stopping services linking Sheffield Victoria, Cleethorpes and Lincoln Central.
In the 1950s the wooden platforms were replaced with concrete ones and the wooden station buildings by plain brick built structures.
Along with neighbouring Kiveton Park station it was completely rebuilt during the early-1990s with modern platforms, lighting and waiting shelters, this work being funded by the South Yorkshire Passenger Transport Executive. On completion of the work the station received new signs, unfortunately with the name shown as "Kiverton Bridge". These were replaced with the correct spelling by 21 May 1993. This was not the first time the name had been incorrectly shown: British Railways made the same mistake on large enamel signs in the late 1950s.
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