So, I used to have a great collection of books. Many with that penguin on the spine. A collection that started in my youth and included such classics as cowboy books by Louis L'Amour and that well known Melton Mowbray cowboy, J. T. Edson. But house moves and for reasons of space, I'm at present restricted to a couple of shelves which I use to store reference books, mostly on (predictably) shooting, reloading, D?IY vehicle maintenance (something I do less and less as I age). Highlights include:
The Small Shoot by David Hudson
The River Cottage Meat book by Hugh Fearnley-Whittingstall
A couple of Hairy Bikers' cook books (the more used cook books live on a shelf in the kitchen)
Collins Gem Guide on Birds (and another on dogs)
The British Cavalry Sword by Charles Martyn
Modern Reloading Second Edition by Richard Lee
A couple of Lee Enfield books
Honda CBF1000 '06-'10 by Haynes
And so on.
I pretty much have a book on the go all the time, the great majority are fiction of one sort or another and, again fighting the good fight on space, they are usually on my Kindle (off to wash my mouth out now).
Anyway, favourite authors include Linwood Barclay, Harlan Coben, Bernard Cornwell, John Grisham, Peter May, Nevil Shute, Robert Goddard, Thomas Hardy, D. H. Lawrence and many more. As you can see, my tastes vary between mass market easy reading thrillers through historical novels and 19th and early 20th century classics. As the original quote from the 16th century says "there is no disputing about tastes", which later morphed into "there's no accounting for taste" a few hundred years later.
Anyway, my bath is drawn now, so I shall repair to that.