The second outing of Michaela Coel's outrageous Bafta-winning comedy. Back on the Pensbourne estate, Tracey is getting into scrapes as usual, shouting about her propensity for thrush in a sex club, getting embroiled in a zoophilia ring after becoming the dog walker to Oral-ando, a pornographic dachshund - and almost losing her virginity in a disabled toilet, only to end up covered in vomit. More awards for her, please.

Chewing Gum: this is the future of comedy

From its sex clubs to its seedy zoophilia rings, Chewing Gum is always close to the knuckle - and it's taking British comedy to gruesome, gleeful new heights.

Will there be a third series of Chewing Gum?

No decision yet - but both the star and Channel 4 are believed to be keen for more of the E4 hit.

Stars set off for Comic Relief convoy

Six celebrities have set off on a road trip with a difference for Comic Relief.

Russell Kane, Katy Brand, Reggie Yates, Michaela Coel, Hugh Dennis and David Baddiel are those taking part.

In light of last week's cracking series two opener, this week Michaela Coel's comedy feels slightly lighter on big laughs, its humour more understated. A now homeless Tracey wants to move back in with her mum, who stipulates she demonstrate her Christian piety first. Meanwhile, Tracey is pursued with a strange intensity by a posh, attractive man, a plot that allows the show to once again explore the objectification of black people with both wit and a simmering rage.

Chewing Gum was gamey meat indeed. Michaela Coel sassed and swore her way to a clutch of deserved awards in 2015, and returns with a second series that certainly doesn't rely on lazy stereotypes. Her character, Tracey, is - I'm fairly sure this is unique - an exuberantly dysfunctional twentysomething, ex-religious, black, mouthy virgin with a great line in backchat and an endless capacity for self-deception. Its relentless energy leaves one's limbs akimbo on the sofa, pebble-dashed with loud, flirty vomit. First watching, I hated it. Second, I loved it, and got it. Third - who's to know? A constant blithering surprise, and thus to be truly cherished in TV-land.

TV review: Chewing Gum, E4

It's good to have Chewing Gum back. It's very different to any other series I've seen recently, while at the same time it has echoes of the BBC hit Fleabag, which it preceded. If that programme was all Phoebe Waller-Bridge's idea about contemporary attitudes to sex, then Chewing Gum is very much Michaela Coel's view of modern romance.