You're right there, Sugar. I was at grammar school with the son of a former licensee of The Guild, and he told me one or two stories. It was also the lair of one Father Crean, a notorious priest at the Sacred Heart nearby.
I think a few tales about this particular cleric are told elsewhere on these boards.
The Ratpan probably wasn't as bad as rumour made it. My dad (we lived in The Broadway) kept his car in a garage in the yard at the rear of the pub, and far as I can remember he never had a problem. It was on match days that you kept away, or so they say....
G