M40 Corridor - Main Towns/cities Served

Main Towns/cities Served

The following table only includes places situated near the motorway and those close enough to be considered 'near the motorway' (like Aylesbury). Other places that may use the motorway (for access to the north) are not included as they have other motorway access (for example Slough). Small villages are not included. Population figures are based on the 2001 census by the Office for National Statistics

Settlements on M40 corridor
Place Population Ceremonial County Main Railway station Motorway junction
Gerrards Cross/Chalfont St Peter 19,622 Buckinghamshire Gerrards Cross 1
Beaconsfield 10,679 Buckinghamshire Beaconsfield 2
High Wycombe Urban Area 118,229 Buckinghamshire High Wycombe 3,4
Thame 10,886 Oxfordshire Haddenham and Thame Parkway 7
Oxford 134,248 Oxfordshire Oxford 8,8A
Bicester 28,672 Oxfordshire Bicester North 9
Aylesbury Urban Area 69,021 Buckinghamshire Aylesbury 8A,9
Banbury 43,867 Oxfordshire Banbury 11
Leamington Spa 45,114 Warwickshire Leamington Spa 15
Warwick 25,434 Warwickshire Warwick 15
Stratford-upon-Avon 23,676 Warwickshire Stratford-upon-Avon 15

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