The V6 Grafton Street is a major local road in Milton Keynes. Its formal name is simply "Grafton Street": the "V6" designation is an urban planning name that indicates that it is the sixth north-south grid road in the Milton Keynes grid road system.
It starts beside Wolverton railway station in the north of Milton Keynes (52°04′05″N 0°48′20″W / 52.0680°N 0.8056°W / 52.0680; -0.8056 (V6 Grafton Street (northern end))), between Wolverton and New Bradwell (and extends as an unnumbered local rural road to Haversham and Castlethorpe). Travelling south from here it passes the district and village of Bradwell before becoming a dual carriageway at the point that it crosses the A422. It remains a dual carriageway from here for approximately 4 miles (6.4 km) until it meets the A421. During this time it crosses the A509 and passes through the Central Milton Keynes grid square where, for this short distance, it is named 'V6 Grafton Gate'.
After crossing the A421, Grafton Street acts for one grid square as a spur of the A421, connecting it to the A5. After crossing the A5 at Redmoor Roundabout, Grafton Street until recently reverted to being a single carriageway, although it has been widened during 2005. Shortly after providing access to the stadium:mk, the V6 terminates at Granby in a three-direction roundabout with the H10 Bletcham Way and V4 Watling Street (52°00′24″N 0°44′08″W / 52.0067°N 0.7355°W / 52.0067; -0.7355 (V6 Grafton Street (southern end))).
Read more about V6 Grafton Street: West Bletchley Link, Junctions
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