Mum a Hindu. Dad a Sikh. Meet the Brummie who became a Bishop.

Plus: The arrival of 70 boxes of books. Golda.

In recent years, I've questioned my lifelong book-collecting habit. For four decades, I believed it was a thirst for knowledge driving me, but now I wonder if it's an outcome of undiagnosed ADHD, a sort of poor impulse control.

It's a moot point, really. I own these books, and they've shaped my life in profound ways, demanding extraordinary efforts to k…