Rio was banging on again about his favourite topic: himself. ‘Obviously, I’m the principal figure as I represent America.’
‘I’m sick of your incessant claptrap,’ said Dan. ‘You won’t be so important once a tangerine buffoon destroys your precious America.’
‘That’s the leader of the free world you’re talking about. Just watch your goddamn mouth.’
‘Surely Angela Merkel’s the leader of the free world nowadays?’
‘What?! You come over here and say that!’ Like that was going to happen.
‘Alright, alright, keep your bird-crap toga on. Why so grouchy – dropped one of your coins in the fountain?’
Rio would have rolled his eyes if he could. ‘That’s the Trevi, you ignoramus.’
‘You calling me thick? Sacrilege, mate, I’m like that with the Pope.’ Dan attempted to cross his immobile fingers to demonstrate his close relationship with the pontiff.
‘Will you both please put a cork in it?’ snapped Niles. ‘400 bloody years of listening to your arguments, and I don’t even know what you gits look like.’
‘You’re not missing anything,’ said Big G. ‘Blimey, look at that Swedish lovely there. Bet she’d love to hop on this bad boy.’
‘For the twenty thousandth time,’ said Dan, without exaggeration, ‘the pole between your legs is AN OAR. It’s not your John Thomas.’ Oh, to be able to rise up and shove that oar where the sun don’t shine.
‘I distinctly heard Bernini say, when he was carving it, “Lucky old Ganges, everyone will be jealous of his whopper.”’
‘Yes, whopper OAR!’
‘Well, why’s she smiling and having her photo taken in front of me then?’
‘Because she wants to show her friends back home what the biggest dic- I mean, idiot, in Rome looks like.’
‘Ha! You said it, biggest dick!’
And so on, ad infinitum, for another 400 years…
Fontana dei Quattro Fiumi (Fountain of the Four Rivers) is in Piazza Navona in downtown Rome. It was designed in 1651 by Gian Lorenzo Bernini for Pope Innocent X.
The river gods represented by four giant figures at the base of the fountain are the Danube (Europe), the Rio de Plata (Americas), the Nile (Africa) and the Ganges (Asia).
Danube touches the Pope’s personal coat of arms, as the river closest to Rome.
Rio de la Plata is sitting on a pile of coins, a symbol of the riches America could offer to Europe.
Nile’s head is covered with a cloth because, at that time, no one knew where its source was.
Ganges carries a long oar, representing the river’s navigability.
This is my entry for the Sunday Photo Fiction, which involves writing a story of around 200 words based on the top photo prompt.
Photo © Sally-Ann Hodgekiss.