Colonial slips

My work colleagues have expressed much amusement at my 'colonial' language at times. Here is the latest list that we worked out just before Thanksgiving: (written Aussie - American)

boot - trunk

holidays - vacation

public holidays - holidays

jumper - sweater

lift - elevator

carpark - parking lot

queue - line

The thing is, they look at me sideways for being all colonial, but they decorate with holly and pine cones (you should see our main street at the moment...), and drink spiced cider, and go caroling, (which I only thought happened in "A Christmas Tale" and "The Wind in the Willows"), and skating and sledding, all of which is super British, if you ask my humble opinion! It is sort of like living in a time warp, but where they don't know what fruit mince is, or short bread, or rum balls...
Here is an example of a Christmas themed door wreath. We are also getting heaps of Christmas lights, which is super exciting.

ps - I have since learnt that they do know what fruit mince is, they just call it mince meat, so that is one mystery solved!