While pondering steampunk for a future post (as per request) and looking for new Oxford University Press books over at Amazon, I stumbled over this publication. My mind is now positively supercalafragibogglefied.
I'm still waiting for someone to revive the nineteenth-century conspiracy theory that several of Sir Walter Scott's novels were really written by his brother and sister-in-law. See also. (I mean, I'd like to keep waiting, but surely it's only a matter of time.)