• Baseball caps, especially when worn at all angles.
• RAP music and the ‘gangsta’ culture that goes with it.
• Hamburgers, fries (It’s bloody CHIPS !), junk food in general, the habit of eating in the street and the litter left behind.
• Cheerleaders. It’s just not British old boy: although I could get used to those young ladies from Dallas.
• Reality TV shows. It all started with Candid Camera.
• Parking meters and the wheel clamp (‘Denver boot’).
• Barbecues, which ruin a summer’s day by stinking up the neighbourhood.
• TV audience over-reaction, especially on ‘talk shows’. All that bleedin’ yelling, whistling, stamping and screaming usually to greet some ‘celeb’ who is completely unknown to me.
• Budweiser, Rolling Rock, and all those other beers which get drunk straight from the bottle.
• The shopping mall, otherwise known as the home of the living dead.
• All that ‘skinny latte mocha’ crap spoken in all those places where they sell expensive coffee in cheap ‘paper’ cups.
• Double names like Billy Bob, Ellie May and Cindy Lou. These should be reserved for people in those parts of the USA where they play banjos and diddle their sisters.  
• ‘Trick or Treat’, along with all the other ‘special occasions’ which we copy so badly when conned into taking part by greedy UK retailers.
• Peanut butter … with ‘jelly’ ? … Arghh ! … Quick ! Pass the bucket.
• Religious nutters who knock on my door trying to ‘save’ me.
• Chewing gum. Take a look at the pavement (sidewalk), and Manchester United’s open mouthed masticating manager,  Alex Ferguson.
• All those TV soap operas. Did we really care who shot JR ? …      and  …
• Those bits of the American ‘Language’ which have snuck in over the years.  

OK! .. So now for some of those more welcome imports from across the Atlantic  …

• Those ‘over paid, over sexed and over here’ G.I.s, without whom I might now have been speaking German.
• Spam. I still eat it.
• Hollywood movies. A lifetime’s entertainment.
• Motels. Remember searching for a boarding house ? 
• Classic TV series like … Dragnet … M.A.S.H. … NYPD Blue … The Sopranos … and many more.
• Tourists (well the quieter ones anyway), as they always call me .. “Sir”.
• Rock ‘n’ Roll, which helped turn me into a first generation teenager.
• T shirts and jeans. Made that ‘first generation teenager’ imagine that he was James Dean.
• Coca Cola, but only with rum added.
• Jack Daniel’s .. No Coke needed.
• Lots of great music from the likes of Glenn Miller, Duke Ellington, Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald and so many others.
• Pool, which, unlike snooker or billiards, can be played by almost anyone.
• The ATM, (See, a bit of ‘American’ just snuck in) our Cash Point Machine.