US firm Gibson Dunn has suffered a lot of terrible publicity over its ex-partner Peter Gray, whose career at the firm ended abruptly when an infuriated judge ruled that he had deliberately misled the court. The protracted proceedings were widely-reported, and it's easy to see why. The case had all the ingredients of a Frederick Forsyth potboiler - a framed man, an exotic African locale, grenade launchers, plus lashings of John Grisham - overruled associates, a courtroom finale and even a puce judge.

Still, you'd think the firm would want to move on. Instead it seems to have taken the partner-bashing to heart, slapping a big warning on the front door that it's a hazardous area.



It's a self-flagellation too far. Visitors just need to be advised not to perjure themselves.

In a final twist to this extraordinary tale, when I took the photo a man shouted that I was a "fucking dickhead!". Sadly it wasn't Gibson Dunn management or Peter Gray, just a cyclist enraged that I had stopped in the middle of the road to take pictures of building works like an idiot.