Herne Hill Railway Station

Herne Hill railway station is in the London Borough of Lambeth, South London, England, on the boundary between London fare zones 2 and 3. train services are provided by First Capital Connect to London Blackfriars, Farringdon, St. Pancras International and Luton Airport on the Thameslink route and by Southeastern to London Victoria and Orpington on the Chatham Main Line via Brixton, for transfer to the London Underground.

The station building on Railton Road was opened in 1862 by the London, Chatham and Dover Railway. Initial service was only to Victoria, but by 1869 services ran to the City of London, King's Cross, Kingston via Wimbledon, and Kent, including express trains to Dover Harbour for continental Europe. The arrival of the railways transformed Herne Hill from a wealthy suburb with large residential estates into a densely populated urban area.

The future pattern of services is uncertain. Network Rail has recommended terminating all northbound First Capital Connect trains from Herne Hill at Blackfriars from 2018, freeing up capacity on the Thameslink cross-London section for longer-distance trains; passengers for other central London stations on the Thameslink route would change at Blackfriars.

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