Sadly, I haven’t any photos from this past week in Oxford, which is a pity because this time, I had a lovely sole-occupancy flat with a roof terrace on the river next to Oxford Castle. Unbelievable, but true. Claire and I had identical adjacent flats, sharing the expansive roof terrace, and were as such compelled to host a summer solstice party (more on that later).

And just as well that I enjoyed a bit of play time in London beforehand,  there was plenty of work and study to do in Oxford. This module was particularly intense as we had nine hours of lecture each day, from 09.00 to 7.30 in the evening, for five consecutive days. Thankfully the core courses are staggered so that we have three three-hour lectures on different subjects each day, whereas our elective courses next year will be concentrated for the entire week.

For Module 4, we had lectures in strategy, marketing, developing effective managers and financial reporting. Indeed, the lecturers are truly amazing and we all have our own favourites. The bar is set very high indeed and our EMBA V class is a tough audience - this is, after all, Oxford, and the lecturers themselves are aware of the capabilities of the 48 individuals who sit before them.

No, we’re not pristine, young undergraduates ripe for moulding by our university professors. Rather, we’re experienced, cosmopolitan and challenging adults, always poised to be infused with business wisdom whilst carefully considering and questioning the messages of our teachers and colleagues.

As for these 48 individuals, I can say with confidence that initial anxieties we privately held within have progressed to what have no doubt become enduring friendships. The Oxford Executive MBA is as intense in its social dimensions as it is in the academic and business realms; we spend a lot of time together - at lectures, meals, online, in our study groups and beyond the pillars of the Business School.

…Indeed, I now see Oxford as a stage, where we write our scripts and paint our destinies, together and privately, in Oxford and all over the world when we go home to our vastly divergent lives in Britain, the Continent, Asia, Africa and the Americas.

As for the roof terrace party, the idea was conceived at 9.45 Thursday morning during a Financial Reporting lecture; partially supplied at the lunch break when Claire, Clifford and I bought as much wine and beer as we could carry; announced late afternoon during a Strategy lecture; confirmed as port was being served at St Hugh’s College during our formal dinner; further supplied by a very speedy trip indeed to the Wine Rack on George Street (thanks to Edwin and his TVR we arrived at 9.55 in time to buy half a case of wine before they closed!)… and the guests started pouring in at 10! And for good measure, there was the token EMBA VI prospect who was no doubt left with the impression that the Oxford EMBA is a most extraordinary academic and extracurricular experience, which of course it is.

After sending out the invite via e-mail, Gottfried wisely remarked, “Kristina, you are very brave sending the invitation out to the whole class. What happens if they all come?” 

As it happened - and not unlike one of many HBS case studies we painstakingly analysed, it was the biggest and best party I never planned…