Taking the Flak drew to a close last night. It won't be remembered as a classic sitcom, but it did simmer along nicely. The rest of the series could not live up tot he first episode which was rather front-loaded with the best gags, as well as being the shock of the new, but it have a few choice jokes in some other episodes, such as the local African fixer praising his former schoolteacher, saying "he always let me do the Bible reading in science class." Some may criticise the bodily fluid parts of the narrative, but,as I can attest, when living in less developed countries they become an important consideration. From personal experience, I can well understand the life of a BBC scribe in a distant land. the things. I also recognise the stereotype of the dippy posh girl, who is doing something exotic on daddy's money before gambolling back to Sloane Square or Surrey. I don't see much scope for a second series, since most of the character's situations were resolved last night, but it was fun while it lasted.