Romesh has reluctantly inherited the pub of his late, more exuberant, positive father, who relished the role of landlord. Running a pub with a bunch of idiosyncratic regulars couldn’t be further from what hip-hop-loving Romesh wants to do.
Bar worker Julie’s cheery disposition rubs him up the wrong way. Lemon, who props up the bar, has become Romesh’s banter-mate but his flaky mischief is always getting Romesh into trouble. Lee, another regular, is a mysterious man of few words, and boring ones at that.
Romesh lives with his sparky wife Natasha and their two children in a flat above the pub. Aside from delighting in pricking the bubbles of his pretensions and grumpiness, Natasha’s challenge is to keep Romesh in check and make sure the pub doesn’t go under or Romesh’s mother, Jayanthi, would never forgive him. But there’s little happiness to be had for Romesh when his nemesis David Foster, who owns the more successful pub up the road, rubs the salt into Romesh’s wounds at any given moment.
The regulars’ commitment to the pub, the constant allusions his father was the more popular landlord and his mother’s persistent reminders that Romesh has a duty to keep the pub going, coupled with his wife’s occasional hare-brained plans to keep up with David’s pub down the road, drive poor Romesh to despair. And somehow, he’s just always putting his foot in it...