Seven Hills Railway Station
Seven Hills is a railway station on the Western line of Sydney's CityRail network. It serves a well established residential area. It has four tracks with two island platforms, each of which serves trains travelling in the one direction (i.e. platforms 1 and 2 serve 'Up' trains and platforms 3 and 4 serve 'Down' trains). Immediately west of Seven Hills, the Richmond Line tracks begin with a flyover of the 'Down Richmond' track over the two 'Up' tracks.
The station buildings are described on the NSW Heritage Register Database as ...good examples of typical and representative items from the 1940s and 1950s. The station buildings being similar to many others being built from Clyde to St Mary's during an upgrading and line widening commencing in 1940.
The nearby pre-stressed concrete girder railway bridge/viaduct built in 1955 between Seven Hills and Blacktown under Sunnyholt Road is also notable as a rare construction type and was the first use of such a structure on the NSW rail system.
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—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)
“Her personality had an architectonic quality; I think of her when I see some of the great London railway termini, especially St. Pancras, with its soot and turrets, and she overshadowed her own daughters, whom she did not understand—my mother, who liked things to be nice; my dotty aunt. But my mother had not the strength to put even some physical distance between them, let alone keep the old monster at emotional arm’s length.”
—Angela Carter (1940–1992)
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—Sarah Fielding (1710–1768)