Here in the house that’s stood from 1860, music was composed with laughter, plays were hurriedly rehearsed, war was debated and business empires created. It has seen as many people as it has years, witnessing their lives and sheltering their hopes. We believe that The Grange Hotel is far more than just a heritage hotel; it’s a keeper of stories. And to it, we invite you to add your own.
Yours truly,
Nishaanth and Poojitha
If you were riding past The Grange on a summery morning in 1860, chances are, you would have heard Wallace Misquith, the master of the house, leading the cchoir in song, preparing for a play that would be staged in the Assembly Rooms, or adeptly fixing the church organ he had recently salvaged from the neighbourhood cathedral. For The Grange, or Glanton Hall as it was called, was first a music hall run by Mr. Misquith, who inherited a deep love for music from his father. The younger Misquith owned a musical instrument shop and music salon in Madras, where the old Elphinstone theatre once stood.