Ovaltine is over rated.

You must be kidding right? After one one week of no jet lag, feeling springy, totally in control of what I'm doing and working with my fabulous team to put a rather fabulous range into work, I am sat awake at about 4am having had very little continuous sleep and well, it feels crap, especially considering I have some denim prices to firm up tomorrow morning.

I'm not putting this down to jet lag, it's been 11 days since I arrived in Hong Kong, its something much more sinister. As those of you who follow me on twitter will be aware, Username: Pauluk1983 if you're interested? (Nothing like shameless plugging) I have the dreaded inflammation of the two red mouth balloons, the hideous white specks have reclaimed my throat...(I think my tonsillitis has come back).

There are many things that I worry about on work trips, that's why they're work trips, that's why they're hard work and not called a holiday. But three of the key things I dread the most are, in no particular order, 1) missing a flight, 2) not being home for a serious family crisis and 3) getting sick...last one: check!

I was so careful! I was sleeping enough, eating healthily, drinking more water than humanly possible. It struck me the other morning, whilst in the shower that it might be something to do with that bloody five element tea I was knocking back in the contemplation room the other day. Fabulous for your gall bladder and eyesight but clearly the rest of your body will shut down. I thought Chinese zen was going to be the new me (well until I get bored and move on to a new fad) I'm not so sure now.

Since coming down with the dreaded plague I've drunk even more water, been taking it easy (as much as a work trip will permit) and ensured that I'm getting enough sleep, popping the pills and avoiding alcohol. Well I did have a vodka and tonic last night, I figured being highly alcoholic, gargling it round the back of my throat might do something? Cleansing or some crap like that? It didn't help really, just made me feel even more light headed, stuck to water for the rest of the night.

I knew it was important to get a full nights sleep. Sooooo, when we got back to the hotel bar for a night cap, much to my teams amusement, I plunged for an Ovaltine. Did it give me crazy dreams? Yes! Did it help me sleep?! Did it tonsils!

Now excuse me, whilst I sniff the lavender pillow strip the kind hotel left me and attempt to nod off. Ovaltine dreams here I come i.e being naked in bed conducting a fabric selection with my directors all sat on chairs around me....no, really!

- Posted (with love) from my gorgeous iPad.