Stratford-upon-Avon And Midland Junction Railway
The Stratford Upon Avon & Midland Junction Railway (SMJR) was a small independent railway company that ran a railway network across part of central England. Its lines covered south Northamptonshire and south Warwickshire and its services extended to parts of north Buckinghamshire and north Oxfordshire. The company adopted its "Stratford Upon Avon & Midland Junction" name in 1909. In Britain's 1923 railway grouping the SMJR was made part of the new London, Midland and Scottish Railway (LMS). In Britain's 1948 transport nationalisation the former SMJR was made part of British Railways (BR). BR closed much of the former SMJR's network in the 1950s, and now only 5 miles (8 km) of it remain in use.
The SMJR was formed by the merger of the East & West Junction Railway (E+WJR), the Evesham, Redditch and Stratford Railway (ER+SR), and changed its name to the Stratford-upon-Avon, Towcester and Midland Junction Railway (ST+MJR), the Easton Neston Mineral and Towcester, Roade and Olney Junction Railway (ENM+TROJR). In 1910 The Northampton & Banbury Junction Railway (N+BJR) merged with the SMJR. As the SMJR the company ran services between Broom Junction and Stratford-upon-Avon and Banbury in the west through Towcester to Blisworth and Olney in the east, promoting itself as "The Shakespeare Route".
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