Like most writers I rarely dream up completely new ideas.  I tend to steal them instead, it’s easier!  
When I was a student one of my friend’s really did have a downstairs cloakroom called The Travel Room covered in magazine cuttings just like grandma’s .  I also once saw a documentary about a house somewhere in The US that had a highly polished wooden slide from the landing down to the hall.  I wish I could remember where it was, it looked fantastic.  The idea of an enchanted painting ...

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