This week: sequins, spandex, big Glaswegian disco balls and a craic-ingly tasty St Paddy's at TriBeCa.

The Event - (A Little Less) Strictly Come Dancing

Saturday night was Strictly about sequins and spandex. One of the biggest, and most glittering, events in the Glasgow fundraising calendar is the Prince and Princess of Wales Hospice (A Little Less) Strictly Come Dancing. If anything, though, it's a foxtrot better than the telly version, because it's all about raising money for charity.

The event works in much the same way it does on screen, except there's no danger of Brucey cracking a joke… or a hip-bone! Set against the backdrop of the incredible 18-piece Syd Lawrence Orchestra, six couples - this year including, actress Shauna Macdonald, the gorgeous DJ Knoxy and Alea Casino director Paul Retty - go tango to tango to battle it out for the coveted Glitterball Trophy. It's fiercely competitive - the folk involved work extraordinarily hard for months on their routines - but thankfully there was no Sophie Ellis-Bexter: nae murder on the dance floor!

It was beautifully hosted by Carole Smilie, I'm a big fan so I had to get a pic with her smiley self. And there was some expert dancing from professional couple Kevin Clifton and Karen Hauer (wee note: they're not a professional 'couple' but they did get engaged last year, it's their dancing I'm talking about!). At the end of the night, the dancing queen, I mean king, was crowned. A huge well-done to fancy footed Kevin McGechie, MD of More Print Management.

As Craig Revel Horwood would say 'it was FAB-U-LOUS darling' and a quickstep towards raising the £15 million needed to build the new Prince and Princess of Wales Hospice in Bellahouston Park.

And the reason the event's so perfectly Glaswegian? Because we know there's only one answer to 'Are you dancing?'

The Restaurant - TriBeCa

I tend to have a bit of a paddy if I don't have a Guinness on St Patricks Day. Saint Cubie (there was actually a St Cubes, it's not the Guinness talking) is meant to be buried in Ireland, so I like to claim a close allegiance with our emerald-bloodied cousins across the water. In honour of that (like much of the rest of the world) for at least one day of the year, I pretend to like the black stuff. However, a Monday and a school night wasn't the best of drinking buddies for a party of Irish standards, so to avoid feeling too green on Tuesday, I decided to go for dinner and a half instead.

Since Irish American's do St Paddy's like nobody else, I thought I'd try out the new Tribeca South (New York Kitchen) for their special St P's promotion. Build your own burger and a pint for £9.99 (making the Guinness a seriously satisfying 4p!). Tribeca do brilliant diner-style food: their pancakes are stacked to the rafters and the milkshakes could feed a family of four. It's not just the food that's authentic, the portion sizes are too.

The burger was craic-ing, as was the Guinness, and by the end of the night I was a completely stuffed - but very contented - little leprechaun.

The Gig - Metronomy

Talking of glitter, I knew Glasgow had big balls… but I didn't know that we were the proud owners of Europe's biggest disco ball. Fancy! I discovered this late on Wednesday night when I went along to the ABC for the Metronomy gig. Metronomy, for those who are yet to join the party, are a synthy electro-pop group. They've been around for a while and sound like they've been around for even longer. One of the reasons I quite like them is I feel like I'm listening to songs (or possibly my gameboy) from when I was wee, which is a weird kind of musical symbiosis.

Their last album was Mercury nominated but this recent tour is touting their new one 'Love Letters', which is packed, unsurprisingly, with lots of love songs. A bit like a real relationship, the gig was full-on at first; the band showing their best bits before we'd really got started. Then it all got a bit floppy (particularly the Most Immaculate Haircut)… and by the time the encore came around, I was ready to move on. It's not that I don't like Metronomy, I do, I'm just not all that passionate about them, but hopefully we can still be friends…!

Wee often like to recommend great eats in Glasgow, but what about filling your belly with laughs? Glasgow's International Comedy Festival kicked off last night (as part of Homecoming Scotland), there'll be LOLs aplenty until the 5th of April with some of the best and baddest comedians in the world! So get a ticket and get tickled…!