The list of closed railway stations in Britain includes the following. Year of closure is given if known. Stations reopened as Heritage railways continue to be included in this list and some have been linked. Some stations have been reopened to passenger traffic. Some lines are still in use for freight and mineral traffic.
| Closed railway stations in Britain by first letter |
|---|
| A, B, C, D–F, G, H–J, K–L, M–O, P–R, S, T–V, W–Z |
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