The story is that the current Laird's father was clearing out some rooms in the cellar when he realised he was looking at huge brewing vats and had uncovered an old brewing room. So he decided to make his own beer there. The brewery is still brewing away to this day.
I dont drink any more, but tasted the stuff years ago. Enjoyed it back then and seem to remember it was pretty strong stuff.
There are a couple of permanent craft workshops in the grounds, jewelry, leatherwork etc which produce and sell stuff.
All that with a helathy dollop of local history - and men on horses trying to kill each other
What's not to like ??