That's the Central Criminal Court, familiarly known as the "Old Bailey,"
as devotees of "Rumpole of the Bailey" will know. The opening credits on
Rumpole show him standing with his arm around her waist.
My wife got a chance to observe a trial there once... amazingly enough,
the prosecution and defense counsel sit about three feet apart, sharing
the same desk!
Another curious thing about British law is that the prosecution of
criminal offenses is not reserved to the government, nor are prosecutors
full-time employees of the government. The Crown Prosecution Service
designates certain private barristers as adequately skilled for the job
(entitling them to call themselves Q.C., for Queen's Counsel), and hires
them on an as-needed basis. And if you as a crime victim can't convince
the CPS to prosecute the person you accuse, you can hire a barrister and
do it yourself! (Of course, you're not guaranteed the cooperation of the
police, and you have to do all your own investigation and forensic
studies... private prosecutions rarely work, I've heard.)