At 8:10am on the 12th December 1988, three trains crashed into each other just outside Clapham Junction leading to 35 deaths and hundreds of injuries.
A memorial to the dead, the injured and those who helped on the day stands on the road beside the accident spot. It was designed by the stonemason Richard Healy.
Much has been said about the accident and its causes, and doubtless much more will be said today.
I’ll just leave these two photos I took a few days ago.
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Thanks Ian.
I haven’t been along the road there for a long time, now – but from passing trains it looks as though the memorial garden is sadly neglected …
Is this so, or am I mistaken?
The garden looks fine to me, considering the time of year it is.
The garden did look very neglected the last time I looked from the train. It’s something I usually look for when passing. I daresay it was brought back to life in time for the anniversary.
I remember the day well – had a friend who commuted daily from Southampton to London. I wrongly thought she normally took another train – but it turned out one of the trains was the one she usually caught. On this day she was late. And of course many other friends took that line as I lived in Ewell then, but of course on the slow tracks.