Naming Rights To Watergardens Railway Station
When the former St Albans line was extended out to include Keilor Plains and Sydenham, the Watergardens Town Centre consortium (QIC) bought the naming rights to the railway station, naming it Watergardens Station in 2002. The former St Albans line is now referred to alternately as either the Sydenham line or the Watergardens line or occasionally as Sydenham/Watergardens. The station and railway serves as the separation between the suburbs of Sydenham and Taylors Lakes, with the shopping centre entirely located in Taylors Lakes.
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