Having been sent link to some amazing book storage, and then following further links to Bookshelf Porn, I'm feeling a little ashamed of my prosaic home and office storage. Home consists of 13 IKEA Billy bookcases, mostly with the height extensions (I bought all the ones they had in stock), while work consists of double-rows plus extra piles scattered about. Some of them are books I'm working from at the moment. Most are unread volumes I haven't space for at home. The unread bookcases at home are in the bedroom. Very disconcertingly, the first thing I see when I wake up is a particularly unpleasant picture of David Cameron staring at me from the spine of a biography which I suspect is actually a hagiography.
It's just struck me though that with one colleague on extended leave and another taking maternity leave shortly, I can hijack their space with impunity. Mwahhahahahahahahahahaha