Fromage de Printemps à la Mode de Père Houghton

In early May an English priest domiciled in France for many years looks down from his high windows to the rushing Rhône below. The river here is wide and blue-grey and in calm weather reflects the orange TGV train as it flies south. Father Houghton waits until his apricot tree is in blossom and then sets off for the market, hoping to find some of the first strawberries of the season, probably ripened under glass near Carpentras. If he is lucky he hurries back with strawberries and a couple