Trevor Lock seems to inspire fandom, obsession, and what probably counts as a criminal act among his fanbase. Andrew Mickel talks with Trevor about troubling his fan's marriages, miming masturbation in front of Kate Moss, and getting sort-of abducted...

You've been touring the nation's living rooms, doing stand-up gigs - how has it gone?

I'll be starting that up again soon, and I did the spring and early summer. It was a success, far exceeded my expectations - I thought it would be five or six gigs, a nice little anecdote - but I ended up doing about fifty dates, and now I'm just seeing if I can get a sponsor. If I can get that then I can go anywhere.

Something like Ikea?

We spoke to Ikea but I think their funny advert went wrong, so they've gone off comedy. So now we're pitching to Foster's who liked the idea earlier in the summer.

How have the first fifty dates gone? Is it weird going into someone's house like that?

I thought they were going to be weird and I thought, 'that's fine, I'm good at doing weird'. But there were only two weird ones, all the others were the best gigs.

We're going to need the details of the weird ones...

Well, the thing is when the audience is people who know me, like me and have seen me before, then it'll work. But once I did a showcase in Soho with my support acts and someone saw it and thought, 'I want that in my front room', without really buying into me. They were just thinking, 'everyone at the gig was laughing, imagine if that was in our house, we'd be ever so cool'.

That sounds like what most people think when they hire you...

It wasn't done out of a love of comedy or of me, it was done to do a cool thing to invite their friends to. So it was just a crowd who weren't together and people weren't sure why they were invited, and people were very nervous of laughing. It was like a nightmare middle-class dinner party.

And the good weird gig...

Travelling down to Bath to one of my dearest fans. She'd done a Facebook page and invited loads of people, about thirty people have accepted and she's not sure if she'll get them all in. I get there, and there's three people. But it was just fantastic.

It sounds awful as a starting point, surely you just had to hug her better.

Yeah, even her boyfriend didn't turn up. But it was me and my support, with the three of them and a bottle of wine. It really was an incredible night.

Do you still have performer and audience separation if there's a group of you that small?

Well, you have a chat but at some point you go, shall we do this then? And part of the fun is pretending to do all the theatrical things while standing on someone's carpet, especially when it's just three people in the room and the person you're introducing is right next to you. But every one is unique - sometimes it's a living room, sometimes it's a kitchen, sometimes it's a very middle-class games room and you're playing to some fifty-year-olds...

What does a middle-class games room look like? Is there a billiards table?

We've played several. There might be pictures of the children, dodgy works of art that you don't want to make too many comments about, large musical instruments held flush against the wall.

It must be risky looking for material in people's houses, making jokes about clocks that belong to recently-deceased grandmothers?

Well, I've not put my foot in it yet. The one we did have was a guy's birthday party, and he asked his wife not to come. While my support was on I went and waited in the kitchen, and this woman climbs in the window in a very short skirt - no underwear - and told me who she was, and that she wasn't allowed to come in because she can be quite loud. She explained they'd just got married, and told me what she'd done on her hen night - or rather, who. She had her hen weekend in Tenerife, and had sex with somebody on the flight out there.

In one of the little plane bathrooms? That's almost worth applauding...

Yeah, it's incredible that she not only managed to do it, but then decided to tell me. So I go on to do my bit. And I said, I know you're married, and I've found out about your wife's hen do and what happened. Do you know what happened? And he said, yes. I said, that's a bit much, isn't it? Having slept with someone on the plane? And he goes...what? And then it was just absolute silence, and I'm thinking, what have I said? And that's how he found out his wife had slept with somebody on the plane.

Why did she tell you?

That's the nature of being a performer in our times. You might be unheard of but somebody who is your fan sees you as a celebrity. And what happens is they think, they're a big star, and what do we do for big stars? Confess to them, share our secrets. Had I been just a random geezer in her kitchen she might not have told him all her secrets.

So did you carry on?

We did. They tried to have an argument but realised it was the wrong place for it. And by the end it was alright and okay. He was very forgiving, and wrote me an email saying it was a wonderful evening, and not many people could claim to have had Trevor Lock see their wife's vagina. And that's true.

It must be good to go around people's houses too.

You get a sense of what people are like. Sadie Frost gave us a tour of her bedroom. One guy kept us in his bedroom for about an hour and a half, unnecessarily. He kept coming in going 'just give in ten minutes, I'm waiting on some people'. And then he'd be there showing us his CDs and the books he likes and the DVDs he's got.

That's sweet really...

Well, yes, it is sweet. The whole process has just been the greatest thing, it's been such an eye-opener. I thought it would just be students. But we've been to council estates, Primrose Hill, lovely cottages in Buckinghamshire, all over the place. It never gets boring. You think, I've done dozens of these, but as you walk up the garden path to press the doorbell you do think, this could be the one.

Do you always tell someone where you're going, presumably?

I always take my support acts. I've been kidnapped by a fan before.

Joke, or real story?

Real story. I was booked to do a corporate show in the Maldives. I was flown in first class. And there was no Harvard University Arts Festival in the Maldives. Luckily I was with my support act. It was a weird experience, a long, long story.

We're going to need the nutshell version!

The nutshell version is I get booked for a corporate gig at the last minute. They've paid me a lot of money, thousands of pounds clears into my account. I fly out there first class, and I'm chaperoned by the student who books me. And then I stay there for a few days as more and more excuses get trotted out as to why we can't play our gig. Eventually I have to pay several thousand pounds to get off the island. My hotel wasn't paid for. And by hotel, I mean three honeymoon chalets.

Did this person ever admit it or did you just twig?

I never twigged. They just told me loads of lies. And because all this money appeared in my bank account, what I now think is an insane fan bought me for a few days.

They were hanging around with you... being normal?

Fairly normal. Well, not at all normal. But given the story I was given it was all plausible. It never occurred to me. Because who has that kind of money to do that? It never occurred to me that it would be possible.

You must have made some calls when you got back?

It's a long story. When I got back I had to check the woman into hospital, and someone is considering turning it into a movie. But the thing is you don't know what the motivation is. She never tried to sleep with me, she did steal a little bit of money but not really, considering the amount had been given to me. Sex and money were not motivating factors.

It's got to be good for your self-esteem at least, getting kidnapped to the Maldives...

Yeah, but I didn't realise it. It's why when I suggested doing this tour people said, you're actually crazy. The minimum I take is one support act, normally two.

It sounds like therapy, putting yourself in the mouth of the lion.

It is, it's teaching me to trust people again.

Lastly on the lounge tour, your two celebrity guests: you have a surprisingly funny quote from Kate Moss on your website about it.

Really good sense of humour, and knows her comedy. Massive Peter Cook fan.

Could you perform in front of her?

Well, she turned up in the middle of me performing, and it's a rather vulnerable piece where I'm doing a vulgar mime. Suddenly the doorbell went...

What's the mime?

I'm miming saving the end of the world by donating my DNA into a test tube, as I'm the only man alive on the planet and without me, the human race will die. And she walks in mid-mime, so I had to explain what I was doing. It wasn't the first time I'd been doing that in front of her... but she was great, she really loved it.

Can you make jokes about people like that?

I didn't. Out of fear. It was a tough gig anyway. I don't know who's famous but I assumed there were a lot in the audience, so I was dreading it. I've done those gigs a few times and normally everyone is way too cool for school. So I'm just grateful it's going quite well, and I wasn't about to do some banter with a latecomer who happened to be quite famous.

And the Boy George gig?

His partner Fat Tony, the DJ, said let's do one at George's place. We haven't actually done it yet but it's good for the publicity. And Kate has said come and do one at our place, but it hasn't happened yet. It's almost perfect like that because it's nice that they've asked but the actual thought of it...

If you do it at Kate's again you have to do the jokes this time.

Can you imagine, though? And Boy George's would just be an eighties reunion. You'd have Adam Ant, and I'll recognise the whole front row. It's going to be my sort of celebrity.

Outside of the lounge tour, 'Confident with Peanuts', your showcase is coming up. Is there a theme?

No, it'll be general. It's going to be the new stuff. I did a week at Edinburgh working through some new stuff. It was nice to do the Free Fringe for the first time. My room was amazing: Norman Lovett, Robin Ince. I've got some new stuff, is all. I quite like it, it's more interesting than my usual rubbish.

A new direction?

Normally my comedy is silly nonsense, often just improvised. Now I'm almost doing observational comedy, possibly even political.

And 'Awkward Silence', you're considering doing that again. What happened with the first ones? [Awkward Silence was Trevor's attempt to auction on eBay five minutes of his time for a winner to spend silently with him.]

Two were bought and haven't been redeemed. One was bought by a guy in Australia and we were going to do it over Skype, but that didn't happen. And the other was bought by a woman in Sheffield, but the woman was basically obscene to me in her emails, and it seemed she misunderstood. What she had in mind would have been a very awkward silence. I had offered something in a public space like a museum, no funny space. And she was being lewd.

What did she lewdly suggest?

That it took place during the night in her home town in a hotel.

You seem to do very well for the obsessed fans.

I'm sure everyone has them.

That's a good effort at looking modest. Other people don't get flown to the Maldives.

That is particularly weird. And I suppose if you auction an awkward silence on eBay people might get the wrong idea. There's a possibility I might also do an international Skype gig.

Is this breaking Skype ground?

I think it's a new thing. Jimmy Carr has done one on Second Life I suppose. But I have a lot of fans in Australia and America so it's a way to give them a kind of live gig.

And with radio, the work you did with Resonance FM, was that a one off?

We did four shows and podcasts with them. Maybe doing more, I would like to. But it was a lot of work for no money. It's tricky. The BBC is a very odd place to be now so I'm not sure if I can back on there.

What else are you working on?

I've got a couple of treatments for sitcoms too. I'm pitching them to production companies and they're thinking they might be good for ITV. They're longer pieces, like Secret Diary of a Call Girl, a TV hour.

Any clues what it is?

Nope, it's a top secret TV thing.

And older shows, do people still talk about your small face? [Trevor was in This Morning With Richard Not Judy, where Stewart Lee would mock him for his small face. Note: his face is not particularly small, although we didn't have any measuring equipment to really check.]

It still happens, especially at festivals. It's amazing people fix on to some weird, obscure thing, and remember you, and come and talk to you about it. And the Russell Brand thing, not that many people in comedy know me for it.

And yet 'Eat Your Fudge' is something you won't outrun for the rest of your career.

Yeah, I get it all the time on Facebook. But that isn't in the comedy world. It's a weird thing; in comedy I'm most known for Lee & Herring.

Do you still talk to Stewart Lee or Russell Brand at all?

I haven't spoken to them for ages, but that's what it's like on the circuit. Russell tweeted me for my birthday a couple of weeks ago. And I haven't seen Stu for ages. He moved out of his flat two years ago - I'd been there on the night he moved in, so on his last night there he sent me a text saying, 'Remember that first night? And that funny man we saw outside the fire station?' But he's busy now with his baby and his TV show.

At this point we lost Trevor into a hefty dose of staring into the middle distance. But, Trevor, thanks very much!

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