I always liked the wishing chair! I liked it in the book when they were in quite a small room and The Wishing Chair sprouted its wings with the

children in it ,and The Wishing Chair eventually got through a window and they escaped the nasty store-man! What a rush!
I would also like to be sitting in The Wishing Chair now and its floating down the Hall-way, bumping into and scratching the walls ... Then I hear my mum scream WHATS THAT NOISE?
She opens the door and screams because i am floating in a chair and it looks like im playing the game of Limbo in order to not become decapitated by the top of the door-way and The Wishing Chair passing me through it...
Im in the Kitchen and I can smell the dinner my mum is cooking.... Its as if The Wishing Chair could feel the extra ceiling height in the kitchen and elevated a little...
My mum is switching between screaming and Laughing ... I tell her to open the doors and she complies rushing as if her life depended on it...
Knowing that she had little time to talk to me before I flew away she simply asked where I would be going....
I dont know, hey throw me that blanket I say ,and she throws it to me and I catch it just as I fly away...
And the last thing thing I hear is her faint voice saying: when you get back you need to fix the walls that your chair scratched