London Post Office Railway Rolling Stock

London Post Office Railway Rolling Stock

The Post Office Railway, also known as Mail Rail, was a narrow-gauge driverless underground railway in London, built by the Post Office with assistance from the Underground Electric Railways Company of London, to move mail between sorting offices. Inspired by the Chicago Tunnel Company, it operated from 3 December 1927 until 31 May 2003.

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