Just finished Trollope's Barchester Towers and The Warden. I was very excited to dig into Trollope as there were comparisons drawn to Balzac, and I did enjoy the books (it may help that I have some familiarity with church politics) but they were a little softer, less sharp, than what I remember from Balzac. Still, I'm glad I read them and look forward to lots more from him.
Before that I read Hard Times and Cranford, which were both rather strange books. Onward to North and South!
in reality, all of this has been a total load of old bollocks