I’m a baby adrenaline junkie. Last year I went on my first rollercoaster. I’ve never been a risk-taker, I was that girl aged 17 who couldn’t even face driving her car at more than 40mph. But…at age 28 I’ve finally become a bit of a thrill-seeker. Maybe I’ve become accustomed to the post-run endorphin rush or maybe it’s an antidote from the less glamorous aspects of adult life but the idea of anything a little bit terrifying is suddenly very appealing.

Four years after I did the “Mo Bot” pose (sudden wave of teary 2012 nostalgia) at the bottom of Anish Kapor’s ArcelorMittal Orbit in Stratford’s Olympic Park, the structure has been “improved” with the addition of a Carsten Holler slide. And doesn’t it look just slightly terrifying?

Tickets are £15 (#thisislondon) and that gets you one slide down at an allocated time and a visit to the viewing platform. The queue for the slide was just long enough that I started irrationally worrying about whether I had locked my flat door that morning and then suddenly it was my turn! You slide down in a giant sack, going through light and dark sections of the slide and I think I held my breath all the way down and then suddenly it’s over and you’re not very gracefully clambering out of the sack and onto the ground.

Book your ticket here because, come on, we all need a bit of light relief this summer and this is definitely the craziest slide you’ll ever go on. Oh, and, remember to wear trousers and long sleeves. I ended up wearing my yoga clothes because my wardrobe is sorely lacking in these items.