Let’s be honest: the real owner probably just wants a quiet life. They’re likely a nice person who likes Welsh cakes and country walks. But that’s no fun. We want a story. We want a billionaire who bought it on a whim after getting lost on a drive.
And that’s the magic of The Montpellier. It’s a castle of curiosities. The bar has a stuffed owl. The staircase creaks in a way that sounds like a badger tuning a violin. The owner could be a hologram for all we know.
Iconic Mid Wales hotel sale highlights the best of Victorian
