How Kenyan's are coping with a tv shutdown

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by Ferdinand omondi
BBC Africa,Nairobi

With Kenya's most popular television stations off-air for five days running,many people are finding alternative ways to spend their time
At a bar in Nairobi kibera neighbourhood Maurice chats with his friends over a beer
He says he has no reason to go home early because his favourite channels are off.
"I only watch citizen Tv,KTN news or NTV,"he says."I feel so bad"
The three channels command more than two thirds of the entire television viewership in KENYA

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