I was lucky to be invited to visit the Oxford and Cambridge club (
https://www.oxfordandcambridgeclub.co.uk/) by a Oxford MBA alum this evening.
As I was approaching the glamorous Victorian building on Pall Mall, I noticed two proud looking flags - The dusky red of Cambridge and the Steely Blue of Oxford - fluttering in the blue London sky. I went through with apprehension because I didn't know what to expect. With artefacts like portraits of Twain and emblems of the various colleges on the wall, the reception was a hive of activity at 6pm on a Tuesday. Guests were rolling in for business meetings, members were coming in with their partners for a meal, and I bet some old timers were coming in for a weekly game of squash. A sign proudly said "No Mobile Phones" and everyone was strictly adhering to the "tie and jacket" dress-code. I felt that I was thrown back to the 1900s when "gentlemen's clubs" like these were popular with the British eccentric.
After a few minutes, my host arrived and took me up to the bar on the 1st floor. We walked up the grand staircase, with yet more portraits of old famous men gloriously looking down on us. "This place costs me £90 a month" I got told. A price tag that brings with it many opportunities to wine and dine business guests. The bar was a smorgasbord of early 1900 memorabilia. From red leather chairs that littered the room, to yet more paintings of noblemen and a 8ft wide marble fireplace made me think that I was onboard the titanic. But this place was still floating.
My host and I talked about everything to do with the Oxford MBA experience. But maybe those details in later posts. I was still in awe of this institution. Afterwards I got a tour of the building. The library was the best room. Leather armchairs, a couple of guys sipping their scotch and reading a leather book or two. Books stacked from floor to 15ft high ceilings. Is this what to expect from an ancient college at Oxbridge? The next room was the bridge and chess room. Lessons and Bridge competitions were taking place. Alongside, In the restaurant, every table except the centre 4 meterlong "Members Table" was booked and full. "Reservations are a must, and the food is much better than the colleges". Perhaps I ought to try out the college food first I thought. Then came the funniest sight of the night. A room full of wined out gentlemen and gentlewomen. It was only 8.30pm and these men and women needed taxis home, now. This was a very civilised wine tasting night.
I enquired how does one get into the club. Well of course the base requirement is a degree from one of these two great universities. "Then what?" I asked. One also needs to be invited by a current member. My host pointed out to me a notice board near the entrance. It had 7 names that were new members for the month, about 100 names that were on the waiting list, and 1 name on the "Dead person's list". Apparently if you don't pay, they name and shame you by putting you on the "No Payment list" before ceasing your membership.
Although I am not totally convinced that I would join the Oxford and Cambridge club, I am kind of glad that places like these exist in today's society. They have their own function, and their quirkiness makes the world an interesting place.