You Me Bum Bum Train...

Last night Stuart and I got to ride on You Me Bum Bum Train in the old deserted Foyles building in London's glitzy West End.

It was amazing, wonderful, funny, scary, exciting, thought-provoking, thrilling, and brilliant. We climbed, we slid, we swore, we screamed, we danced, we ran, we crawled, we lay, we lied, and we laughed. A lot.

We had to sign loads of waivers before we were allowed to start the ride; forms saying we weren't scared of this, we weren't scared of that - it was enough to make you scared of everything. My new FitBit told me my heart rate was up to 123 beats per minute by this point.

We were repeatedly given clear instructions on how to stop the ride should we want it to stop and get off in case we found ourselves in any situation where we felt uncomfortable. Apparently they have had more people do this for this run of the show than on previous rides. And later on we could see why.

This is a show that takes you out of your comfort zone at almost every turn.

This is a show that makes you think on your feet whilst keeping you on your toes.

This is one incredible show.