William Deacon Brodie's Story

Today was my day off and, being unable to study at home, I decided to go to a pub in the city centre: I took a book, a dictionary and paper for writing new vocabulary I could find.

While in the pub, I saw that its walls had stories written about a man who allegedly existed truth and this pub which bears his name.

This pub is what you can see in the photo above, and then attached localization:

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This is the Deacon Brodie's Tavern is in Lawnmarket (within the Royal Mile), corner of Bank Street

And after reading the stories in their four walls and make some pictures inside the pub...















(William is waiting for you in the hollow of the stairs)















(William seen from closer. The figures of the Wax Museum of Madrid, seem made for young children in comparation with this figure)

And now tell the story of this man.

William Brody was born in Edinburgh, as Robert Louis Stevenson, who was the writer of Dr Jekill & Mr Hyde, why I say this? Because it seems that pub frequented Stevenson and recalled that he had benefited little from the history of this man and him novel is based on the life of this man.

In September 1741. Brody was a cabinet maker greatly appreciated by most people... It seemed a neighbour very normal.

By day built closets, as well as many other furniture for the richest people in the city. And as a result, knew the properties of each.
He came to be so respected that, and became councilman in the city.
Soon he began to make copies of the keys to all customers for whom he worked.








(On the right, William Deacon Brodie)










And every night, went into their houses and robbed loads of gold, jewels and money.

Nobody suspected him, but on the evening of March 5, 1788, there were who saw Brody stealing the Scotland General Office of Tax. This time the robbery was failed.

And just a few months later, after being judged, it conducted to the gallows, outdoors, in front of the St Giles' Cathedral, just a few yards from where it is the present pub.

What is most ironic is that the gallows when he was executed, had made him previously...