Which bookcase?
Kitchen: some cookbooks, nowt special.
Living-room: dh's manly-intelligentsia-foreign-fiction-in-translation hardbacks [epitomised by Elias Canetti, if not immediately obvious]; a whole lot of orderly yellowing Grantas; my scholarly books which are not secondary texts; a batch of travel items.
The bit off the living-room which is called "my study": some sci-fi and scholarly secondary texts; Shakespeare and some shelves of dh's cahiers de Chinese pottery.
My side of the bed: collapsing pile of LRBs.
Dh's side: slim vols of poetry got off Abebooks cheaply. A contemp novel or two.
Elsewhere in our room: contemporary fiction we've decided worth having close by (David Mitchell eg).
Ds's room: Dr Who, Molesworth, tomes about maths & science, & Mark Haddon's books.
Dd's room: fairy books, Tintin, Asterix, Noel Streatfield, Diana Wynne-Jones, the Borrowers, Dodie Smith, all those classics. (Dd is the biggest reader of us all.)
Dh's attic study: dead serious art books, our cosily compounded adolescent sets of Penguin modern classics, in that nice muted paste-green binding; sci-fi with appalling foiled cover styling.
Overall message: books, yeh, we do books. And you?