Early Life and Marriage
Curtis was born at the Memorial Hospital in Stretford, Lancashire. He grew up in Macclesfield, an area of Cheshire, and from an early age he exhibited talent as a poet. He was awarded a scholarship at the age of 11 by The King's School, Macclesfield. Despite this, he was not a dedicated student and did not further his education beyond O-level.
After leaving school he focused on the pursuit of art, literature and music. Curtis was employed in a variety of jobs, including civil servant in Manchester and later Macclesfield.
On 23 August 1975 Curtis married a school friend, Deborah Woodruff. He was 19 and she 18. Their daughter Natalie was born on 16 April 1979. She is a photographer.
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