After their father dies, siblings Allan and Cassandra inherit his private, upmarket care-home. They immediately set out to try and give the business a revamp, because Allan wants to keep it and Cassandra wants to sell it, even though they don’t yet have a clue as to how to run a care-home.

SYNOPSIS:

When you're an electrician the worst thing that an employee of yours could do is make a faulty plug problem even worse by burning down the house. In a care-home the worst thing your employee could do is kill your resident, who has a heart-condition, by arranging a surprise 98th birthday party. Having to deal with these dark, elevated situations is like having a pond for edgy, ground-breaking comedy to thrive in.

After their father dies, siblings Allan and Cassandra inherit his private, upmarket care-home. They immediately set out to try and give the business a revamp even though they don’t yet have a clue as to how the business works.

The only person who does is the home’s sociopathic administrative manager and head-Nurse Carol, who was also their late father’s mistress and is now pregnant with his child. Or so she claims.

The truth is the child belongs to Dimitri, the young and very ambitious care-home cleaner, who had a drunken one-night stand when he first started and has tried to forget about it ever since, sensing the bag of crazy that Carol really is.

To make matters worse for Dimitri, his uncle asked him to hook up a job for his second-cousin, Alexandra, who had to leave her country in a hurry after over-zealously setting a night-club alight during an argument with the clubs gangster owner. Resentful at having to work below her “privileged” cousin, Alexandra is befriended by Carol, who encourages her to humiliate Dimitri at every possible turn to get revenge for his respective slights towards them.

Keeping the residents and staff “healthy” and well fed is Patricia, the massively obese chef. Always at odds with Carol about the food she serves. Carol continuously attempts to belittle Patricia, mocking her weight and eating habits, but Patricia knows Carol's “little secret” and the upper hand is always with her.

Dr Patel is the doctor on call. He loves his job and very proud to be a doctor, but a questionable medical qualification from South America has Allan worried and WebMD is always only a click away on his iPad that is never out of reach.

Then there's the residents, the reason “The Home” exists and the reason all the staff have their jobs. Two always at odds ex-footballers (soccer players), an ex-Lord's widow and amateur actress with delusions of grandeur, a retired WWII spy that is ready to serve Queen & country at a moments notice, an old-school gangster with some shady family visitors and Mrs Peach, the sex-mad and 6 times widowed, newest resident, make up this crazy crew of old-timers, that make every waking moment (and moment when they should be sleeping) a moment to never forger even though you actually would want to forget them.

All these going-on's would perhaps all be tolerable if Allan had the slightest idea of how a care-home should be run and if his sister's only goal was to not sell the care-home and make some money. And the only people not to care about the “goings on” are the residents themselves..

The Home is at once a half-hour comedy about a disintegrating family business, an exploration of how difficult it is to convince yourself anything is legitimate in a business as complicated as a care-home, and a tongue-in-cheek look at the quick-fix, often brutal solutions people go to, to save face.