These walls have seen a lot in their 400 years. They have rung to the shouts and clamour of a busy mill grinding flour for local bakeries, carts clattering on the cobbles outside, the squeak of the winch as the sacks of grain were hauled up.
Then, after the time of the mill, came a tannery, preparing rabbit pelts and animal hides for working into finery for the wealthy and the high-born.
Now housing our busy distillery, this building seems at times to hold within its walls something of the spirit of those who were here before. The people of the Liberties. They worked hard and took pride in what they did. So do we.