Charlton Halt Railway Station

Charlton Halt Railway Station

This article is about the disused railway station in Oxfordshire. For the disused railway station in Bristol, see Charlton Halt railway station (Bristol).

Charlton Halt
Location
Place Charlton-on-Otmoor
Area Oxfordshire
Grid reference SP556174
Operations
Original company London and North Western Railway
Pre-grouping London and North Western Railway
Post-grouping LMSR
History
1905 Station opened
1926 Station closed
Disused railway stations in the United Kingdom
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Charlton Halt was a railway station on the Varsity Line 1 mile (1.6 km) north of the village of Charlton-on-Otmoor. The London and North Western Railway opened the halt in 1905 and the London, Midland and Scottish Railway closed it in 1926.

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