Jack-stall in the Whistling Chicken-leg
You won't be able to miss it.
Waiting for a Harrier to pitch up for some FAC in the Falklands, my pilot decided to relieve the boredom by allowing me, then just an aircrewman, to do a run onto the target.
IPS, in a shallow dive, I pulled the nose up at the end of the run to find it wouldn't come up. By unloading the disc (probably more through luck than skill), we got the cab back, and went back to our hiding place somewhat chastened.
It was discussed on my Pilots Course, but I don't recall a demonstration sortie.