Family Life
In 1749 Grenville married Elizabeth Wyndham (before 1731-5 December 1769), daughter of Sir William Wyndham, and the grand-daughter of the Duke of Somerset. Somerset did not approved of their marriage and consequently left Elizabeth a small sum in his will.
Accounts vary as to the exact number of children they had. One account claims that they had four sons and five daughters, one of the sons (William Wyndham Grenville, Lord Grenville) becoming PM.
- Charlotte Grenville (c. 1754-29 September 1830), who married Sir Watkin Williams-Wynn, 4th Bt. (1759–1789) on 21 December 1771 and had three children.
- George Nugent-Temple-Grenville, 1st Marquess of Buckingham, the father of the 1st Duke of Buckingham and Chandos
- Thomas Grenville, a Member of Parliament and book-collector
- Elizabeth Grenville (24 October 1756 – 21 December 1842), who married the 1st Earl of Carysfort (12 August 1751 – 7 April 1828) on 12 April 1787 and had three daughters.
- William Grenville, 1st Baron Grenville, who himself later became Prime Minister.
- Catherine Grenville (1761-6 November 1796), who married Richard Griffin (3 June 1751 – 28 February 1825), later the 2nd Baron Braybrooke, on 19 June 1780 and had four children.
- Hester Grenville (before 1767-13 November 1847), who married the 1st Earl Fortescue on 10 May 1782 and had issue.
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