Abbey Wood

Abbey Wood is a district of South-East London, England, located mostly in the Royal Borough of Greenwich, and partly within the London Borough of Bexley. It is situated 10.6 miles (17 km) east of Charing Cross.

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Abbey Wood Railway Station
... Abbey Wood railway station serves the suburb of Abbey Wood in South East London ... It is served by Southeastern, and is between Plumstead and Belvedere stations on the North Kent Line ...
Lee Murray - Early Life
... location of the Murray residence was 6 Godstow Road in Abbey Wood, located between Shooter's Hill - so named because it was once a notorious area for highway ... the family were living a few miles from Abbey Wood at 11 Buttmarsh Close, Plumstead, and Murray attended Foxfield Primary School, where he would meet his eventual wife, Siobhan Rowlings, who was three years ... then left to raise Lee and Rkia largely on her own, and moved back to the Abbey Wood Estate by getting a council house on Grovebury Road around the corner from her parents ...
Belvedere Railway Station - Services
... to London Cannon Street, calling at Abbey Wood, Plumstead, Woolwich Arsenal, Woolwich Dockyard, Charlton, Westcombe Park, Maze Hill, Greenwich, Deptford and London ... from Charing Cross, which run fast until Abbey Wood in the west or Dartford in the east ... station National Rail Following station Abbey Wood Southeastern Erith All trains serving the station are formed of either Class 465, Class 466 or Class 376 electrical multiple units ...

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