Like almost everything else in my bathroom the tub is made from a runny-custard coloured plastic. It's big enough to sit cross-legged in, head and shoulders touching the back wall, knees three quarters of the way up the sides. By wedging the soles of my feet flat against the wall, arching my back so only the middle of my spine touches the bottom and holding on to the sides with either hand I'm just about able to dunk my hair in the water.
In future I think I'll be sticking to showers.
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