Chris Huhne: Text messages with son reveal breakdown of relationship Chris Huhne: Hope you are okay I'm visiting Gran on Saturday, would you like to come? PH: Non I will see her without you. CH: Peter, just to say, I'm thinking of you and I love you very much. It would be great to talk to you, Dad. PH: So nice to see our entire relationship reduced to lies and pleasantries in that letter. Do you take me for an idiot? The fact you said your parents were happier as a result of their divorce was disgusting... when you were having affairs makes me sick. You are the most ghastly man I have ever known. Does it give you pleasure that you have lost most of your friends? CH: I understand that I have really offended you but I hope that the passage of time will provide some perspective... I love you and I will be there to support you if you ever need it. PH: You are right - the perspective involves me getting angrier with every day that goes by. You just don't get it. 25 December 2010 CH: Happy Christmas. Love you, Dad. PH: Well I hate you, so **** off. 28 December 2010 CH: Tiger, Have you had any news from St Peter's yet? Love Dad No answer CH: Congratulations, I'm really proud of you, Dad. CH: Well I'm proud and I love you, Dad. PH: Leave me alone, you have no place in my life and no right to be proud. It's irritating that you don't seem to take the point. You are such an autistic piece of ****. Don't contact me again you make me feel sick. 16 January 2011 CH: I hope you are okay, just to let you know I'm thinking of you lots and love you. PH: You couldn't think about anyone but yourself. You are a pathetic loser and a joke. Have fun with your [a derogatory reference to Carina Trimingham that was not read out in court.] 27 February 2011 CH: Hope you are okay. Saw a Beckett reference and thought of you in Godot, MI6 used to be full of people who did languages at Oxford. Love you. CH: I do hope your exams are going okay, despite everything over the last couple of weeks. Thinking of you, love you, Dad. PS It's Grandad's birthday today. PH: Don't text me you fat piece of ****. CH: "Actually Peter, I've got no intention of sending mum to Holloway for three months." PH: "Are you going to accept you're responsible, or do I have to contact the police myself and tell them what you told me?"