Wolf Hall, by Hilary Mantel, which I read last year. In fact, I was on the ferry from Dunkirk and they had no English Sunday papers, and I had nothing with me, and this was the only book they had I could face reading. It was a great read. I know the author is working on a sequel, but in the mean time she was ill – she wrote a hospital diary for the LRB.
Am I really only halfway through this meme? Must press on.