West Horndon Railway Station
West Horndon station is a railway station located in West Horndon, England on the boundary between the boroughs of Brentwood and Thurrock, with the railway line forming a continuation of the boundary.
The station was opened on 1 May 1886 as East Horndon by the London Tilbury and Southend Railway, as part of a new direct route from Barking to Pitsea, avoiding Tilbury. It is located 19 miles (30.6 km) down line from Fenchurch Street. The name of the station was changed to West Horndon on 1 May 1949. The station consists of two platforms connected by a footbridge. The original station structures remain and the station is of similar layout and design to Ockendon.
The station is managed by c2c, who also operate all train services. The station has low usage compared with other stations on the line and therefore half of the off-peak trains passing here run without stopping.
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