A recently opened Sunbed Boulevard offer excellent tanning service 7 days a week until 22:00. They…read moreoffer stand up and lie down booths, all brand new equipment which feel very clean, regularly sanitised and comfortable to use, unlike the older tanning booths. Great customer service and also enough tanning booths so I've never experience waiting to use any make Boulvard one of the best of it's kind in the area. This comes reasonably priced , around £3 for 10 minutes , or £16 for 60 minutes course in very convenient location just by the Moorside train stop on the main A6 road.

I'm not a huge fan of fake tanning. I always get it wrong…read more The only time I ever got it right was the time I went to The Tanning Shop. It was for my Prom. I won't lie, it was a very weird experience. I wanted a spray tan. Sun beds are useless on me because I do not catch the sun usually, I am that pale that I instead reflect the sun. If I do change any colour, it's pretty much from pasty to white and that's it. So I'd have to spend an hour on a sunbed and god knows what that would do. Anyway, the spray tan, we've all seen that episode of Friends with Ross...this was the exact same thing! You stand there facing the machine, it sprays you, you turn (quickly so as to avoid the 'Ross look') and then it sprays you again. Scary stuff. The spray actually contains bronzer as well as fake tan so you notice the difference immediately although the actual tan doesn't kick in for four hours. So you gradually change colour over the course of the day which can very much confuse your work colleagues if you nip out for one during a lunch break. But if you are thinking of going for one, I'd really recommend this place, I was very unsure and they were beyond helpful and the price was great. The tan lasted about a week. Will go again when I find the occasion!

What DID I walk into?!? I'm sorry, but the worst advert of all for using sunbeds is a bottle…read moreraven-haired orange toothpick who obviously idolises a certain ex Mrs Andre. I'm speaking out of turn, I'm sorry. I just wasn't quite prepared for the tangerine sinewy arms, puffed up lips and overuse of liquid liner. That, my friend, was not why I was requesting a sunbed. THAT is not my intention, my goal. Nope, having unexpectedly found that I was visiting Mallorca, I thought my pasty skin might need a little UV exposure so that it didn't go into a state of catatonic shock when I actually walked out under the searing Balearic sun. This state is known as prickly heat to most. Now let's remember, I am not condoning sunbeds. This was last June and I have long since given the blighters up. But occasionally you out there in the Yelping community may wish to bronze under the purple light of a giant canister, and for that, please don't visit The Tanning Shop. The reason I'd popped in here was because I'd been turned away at Bannatyne's, as explained in my Bannatyne's review. Thus, I spotted this on Cross Street and wandered in. To my right was a row of tanning booths. You know, just the booths. The canisters. The ones that you usually walk into AFTER you've taken off your clothes in the PRIVACY of the CHANGING ROOM which surrounds it. But this was... just a row. Of canisters. Overlooking this momentarily I turned to my left, and there was my Jordan who immediately asked if I had an appointment. Apologies, I'm used to the soggy world of Achieve Fitness where you just walk in and bake yourself for a few minutes. Err, okay, I know Cross Street is pretty central, but an appointment for tanning? That's just insane. There were a good few booths, maybe if they just had a waiting area it would solve the appointment-making conundrum. Anyway, I soon decided this wasn't the place for me. Whether it was Jordanalike herself, whether it was my absolute puzzlement over what we do with our clothes (take them off IN the booth? Stand on them?), whether it was the sheer terrible logistics of the place whereby they seem to have overlooked the small size of the shop itself, I don't know. The point is, I'm glad I don't have to deal with this rigmarole any more. Thanks to the likes of that Girls Aloud chick and wotserface Twilight lady and her from Florence and the Machine, pale's becoming increasingly fashionable and we should probably follow suit. Either that or just use Jordanalike as an anti-tanning warning. Should do the trick. (Edit - after reading Sarah Anne's review I've bumped it up a star because obviously the spray-tanning contingent is top notch.)

OMG! I walked past here today and a lady came out glowing like a radio active orange. Seriously,…read moreshe made mahogany stained professional weight lifters look positively anaemic. This is a pink parlour of a tanning salon with an interesting promotional offer: half price sun beds for Mums after the school run. I don't quite understand the method behind the madness here because I don't personally believe that the majority of mothers out there drop their children off at the school gates and think: I need a tan!, but hey if it works for Tanmania then they should run with it. There is a range of lie down and stand up beds very cheaply priced at £1 a minute and the place looks clean and very, very pink. If Jordan aka Katie Price saw Tanmania she would fall in love. There is no ulterior motive to this place, what you see is what you get; It is all about the sunbeds but maybe the management should take some responsibility for that neon orange woman I saw this morning. You gotta know when to stop!

Wouldn't recommend this to anyone. Poor customer service skills. Only care about the money. The…read moretanning booths aren't that clean. The staff have very bad attitude, rude to customers and don't have a clue what they are doing. And the health and safety is NOT their number one priority, let's just say they don't care about health and safety.